Early one Fourth of July morning, my dad answered the phone to hear a cheery young caller shout, “Happy Fourth of July!” “Happy Fourth of July to you, but I think you have the wrong number, ” Daddy replied. “No, I don’t have the wrong number,” the youngster answered. She continued, “I just wanted to wish someone a happy Fourth of July.” My dad loved children and was delighted by this surprise call. At our family Independence Day celebration the following year, he announced, “I wish my little Fourth of July friend would call this year.” The words of a…