Those boys were looking up at me, and you were there, dad.

You drew that sermon stuff out of me." "If once, why not again?
At any rate, it greatly rejoiced me to know that it was there in you.

I don't say I was proud of you, my boy.

I was proud of you, but that is not the word that I should like to use.

I was profoundly grateful that I was privileged to hear a sermon like that from a son of mine.