Thank you. If it hadn't been for your daring, your courage, your stubbornness, your folly, I wouldn't be here. Little bits of my genome would be scattered about Spain, Scotland, Germany, Ireland, and among the Mohawk. That is, if they didn't dead end in a famine or a plague long ago.
You opened the door to greatness, to bondage and to freedom. No small amount of luck got me here, providentially, but today I give credit where it's due, to a man who was undaunted. Sometimes that's all it takes.