Ritchie Coote was a morning person.
More specifically, he was a dawn person.
Ritchie got up early every morning to watch the progression of dawn from the beginning of astronomical dawn to the progression to nautical dawn and then to civil dawn right up until the end of dawn at sunrise.
Ritchie liked to sit outside on his white lawn chair and just take in dawn.
There was a combination of peacefulness and beauty in watching dawn that moved Ritchie's soul.
Now, Ritchie was about to face a different kind of dawn.
In a mere fortnight, Ritchie would experience the dawn of fatherhood as this was when his daughter was due to come into the world.
This made Ritchie extremely happy. It was going to be the dawn of a very happy chapter in his life.
But, before that dawn broke, Ritchie still had a very important and personal decision to make, and that decision was choosing a name for his daughter.
On this morning, as Ritchie sat in his lawn chair taking in the dawn as usual, he was struck by an idea.
The idea?
He would name his daughter Dawn! That was it! Ritchie Coote's daughter would bear the name Dawn Coote.
"That's perfect," thought Ritchie to himself, "There's nothing in the world that I love more than dawn and the arrival of my daughter will also signify the dawn of a new chapter in my life."
Dawn had always been Ritchie Coote's greatest love.
Now, that was about to be true in more ways than one.
Ritchie had always loved the dawn of day. Now, his daughter Dawn was about to become his greatest love, though the dawn the of day would still be a clear cut number two now.
Better still, when Dawn grew old enough, Ritchie would pass his love of dawn onto Dawn.
Ritchie so looked forward to that future year when there would be two white lawns in his lawn and his daughter would be sitting beside him.
The greatest love of Ritchie's life would come in these moments:
The moments he could share dawn with Dawn.