Day 110.  Went to watch a JV football game tonight.  The little boy here is not yet two.  He really likes Dugan, almost as much as he likes his own big brother.  His brother was playing in the game so he was content to sit in Dugan's lap.  When Dugan was small he would somehow find the one person in a room who had had a bad day or was struggling with life, and he would go to that person and just sit beside them.  Of course they would start talking to him and by the time we left Dugan would have somehow managed to make the person laugh and feel better.  He still has that gift, but being a teenager, he doesn't use it so much anymore.  It is hard for a young man to have so much compassion and empathy for others and yet still be considered masculine.  But, he does it well.