The Ultimate Regift

At first glance it wasn’t much of a gift. Just a cheap pocket knife, made out flimsy metal and plastic. It probably came from a flea market or an arcade game at a pizza parlor. Yet of every gift I received at my surprise fortieth birthday party, it was this one that had the most meaning to me. Crows are known to give humans “gifts” to show their affection . Sparkly things like a shard of glass, a tab from a soda can, or a bright colored piece of yarn. While these may be of little significance to us, the crow believes it’s something of high value. So it was with this pocket knife. To the giver of this gift, my then eight year-old son Brad, it was a valuable piece of his life he gave to me on a significant occasion, the celebration of my fortieth trip around the sun. I loved it, not so much for what it was, but who gave it to me and why. I recall the gift giving portion of the party clearly. When his time came, Brad walked forward and gave me a small pa...