I'll have more particulars. But I am honored by the quality of my friends. Humbled, really.
You that would judge me, do not judge alone
This book or that, come to this hallowed place
Where my friends' portraits hang and look thereon;
Ireland's history in their lineaments trace;
Think where man's glory most begins and ends,
And say my glory was I had such friends.
I'm overcome. Thanks, guys.