He came into our lives on a bright summer day. He didn’t by way of a hospital. And he wasn’t dropped on our doorstep by a stork. No! He was flown in on a huge airplane! And we instantly fell in love with our little bundle of joy. Since he arrived, he has touched the lives of both young and old. He is called “Sweet Little Man, Little Scamp, and the Little Rascal.” But his name is CHANCE.