Why "Sweet Corn and Cairo"? Because of all the things I remember about growing up with you, these two stand out in my mind... summer's gift of sweet corn and how you'd buy bushels and we'd shuck and boil the bread-and-butter of the fields, then eat until we could eat no more. And your undying love for Egypt. Someday you'll go perhaps.
I look forward to your gentle, humorous and profound thoughts here (no pressure!). Don't worry, you'll do fine, and I'll be here to remind you of your password. Anyway, it's time for me to be quiet and for you to take what now belongs to you. May it bless your life, even as you bless the world.