Harshaw patted his shoulder. "You should be proud, not sorry.  Son, you don't seem to realize it, but what you just did is-" Jubal searched for a comparison, rapidly discarded the many that sprang to his mind because he realized that they touched nothing in Mike's experience. "What you did is much harder than tying shoestrings, much more wonderful to us than doing a one-and-a-half gainer perfectly.  You did it, uh, 'brightly, brightly, and with beauty.' You grok?"