Part of my desire for excellence is born of the painful awareness of the bald fact of my almost hopeless confusion, clumsiness, and misdirected passion. Yet I will not despair, for each misstep corrects me. I learn. I grow forward. I see, anew, tomorrow, again. And even in my ignorance, a goodly portion of my rescues succeed. More by far than any here suspect. There is something to a noble purpose, however humble its champion.