Last night, at a dinner opening my son’s high school lacrosse season, I was asked to say a few words because I am co-chair of the Booster Club. I started with: “I speak in front of a lot of groups, but I’m probably most nervous when I speak to this group. That’s because I know my son is back there praying, ‘Please God, don’t let him say anything stupid.’”

On the way home I asked my son what he thought of my funny opening line. “What did you say? I didn’t hear it,” he responded. “I wasn’t listening. I was just thinking, ‘Please don’t say anything stupid.’”