jack's notebook entry: Mar 05, 2011 Now that I am no longer yong,I have friends whose mothers have passed away.I had heard these sonsand daughters say they never fully appreciated their mothers until it was too late to tell them.Today,I am no longer a little boy,I must try my best to come to my dream.I don't want to bury my head in the sand,Let't the dead pass bury it's dead.come on.