The End of the Beginning

As his world crumbled around him - he stood atop the stoop in downtown Washington D.C. - clearly intoxicated and boldly proclaimed how he was meant for bigger and better things.

Staring up at the high-rise buildings and central power of the nation's capitol - he wasn't just drunk and spewing random garbage. He was serious. He was dead serious - and from 1999 to now it finally took its course. What a struggle it's been for him. His friends and colleagues were all moving forward onto the places of their design - but not him. The road less traveled became his advantage. That road of ridicule, chastise and alienation is the strength of the thread that holds his life in balance.

So tonight I thought of him. I toasted a glass to success tonight, but my real toast was to that 19-year-old kid. Because he was right and he deserves nothing less. Yesterday and today are those days he imagined where his ideas not only mattered, but made a difference. If there was a dream come true - these past two day were it. Thanks to that kid whose energy, passion and commitment surpassed everyone's. The best part is - it's all just getting started.