Many years ago, Al Capone virtually owned Chicago. He had a lawyer nicknamed "Easy Eddie." He was Capone's lawyer for a good reason. Eddie was very good! In fact, Eddie's skill at legal maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time. To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very well. He and his family occupied a fenced-in mansion with all of the conveniences of the day. Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave little consideration to the atrocity that went on around him. Eddie did have one soft spot, however. He had a son that he loved dearly. Despite his involvement with organized crime, Eddie even tried to teach him right from wrong. Eddie wanted his son to be a better man than he was. Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there were two things he couldn't give his son; he couldn't pass on a good name or a good example. One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision. He decided he would go to the authorities and tell the truth about Al "Scarface" Capone, clean up his tarnished name, and offer his son some semblance of integrity. To do this, he would have to testify against The Mob, and he knew that the cost would be great but did it anyway. Within the year, Easy Eddie's life ended in a blaze of gunfire on a lonely Chicago Street . But in his eyes, he had given his son the greatest gift he had to offer, at the greatest price he could ever pay. Police removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious medallion, and a clipping from a magazine. It read: "The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own."

Fast forward a few years. Lieutenant Commander Butch O'Hare was a fighter pilot in the South Pacific. During a mission, he saw that he would not have enough fuel to get back to his ship. So, he dropped out of formation and headed back to the fleet. Then he encountered a squadron of Japanese aircraft heading toward the American fleet. Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dove into the formation of Japanese planes. Wing-mounted 50 caliber's blazed as he charged in, attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another. Butch wove in and out of the now broken formation and fired at as many planes as possible until all his ammunition was finally spent. Miraculously, Butch O'Hare made his way back to the carrier. This took place on February 20, 1942 , and for that action Butch became the Navy's first Ace of W.W.II. A year later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the age of 29. There’s a memorial at “his” airport between Terminals 1 and 2. So what do these two stories have to with each other? Well, Christ’s birth changed history. This is a new year for you and me so to help you make some good New Year’s resolutions, I thought you should know tha