We've all journeyed through the seemingly endless realm of childhood .
            
---that time in our lives when every elevator button must be pushed, when .
            
every furry creature showing any sign of life must be touched, when freckles .
            
are faeries' kisses, rain---God's tears, and stars---Heaven's street lights.  It is .
            
that age when our minds soak in every aspect of life around us like a sponge.  .
            
Though not all of life's curious mysteries were to be revealed to the starry .
            
eyes of a toddler---for wisdom grows with each second of our lives---the .
            
magnitude of what we perceived in our youth remains unchanged to this very .
            
day.  The essences of truth, honor, compassion, allegiance, humility, grace, .
            
and integrity were first exposed to us as children, and are no differently .
            
exposed to us now.  In reading the drama Beckett, by Jean Anouilh, the .
            
childhood song "This Little Light of Mine" reverberates in the mind's eye .
            
with a renewed strength, a force not totally perceived by the young tike who .
            
bellows the song in childrens' choir.  It is a song devoted to the most .
            
honorable quality in man, a song in praise of what Thomas Beckett prized .
            
and cherished as his own adamant quality---integrity.
            
	Beckett was a righteous man from the very start.  Brought into life as a .
            
Saxon in a time in which Saxons were despised and confounded by the .
            
conquering Normans, he was not exactly born with a silver spoon in his .
            
mouth.  He did however, in using his education and amiability of character as .
            
his chief avenue, win the affection of the Norman ruler, King Henry II.  He.
            
 and Henry became inseparable friends; it would almost be safe to say they .
            
became attached at their sides, for they ruled together, battled side by side, .
            
fell into drunken revelry together, and even shared the same woman .
            
afterwards.  Though pasttimes such as these were not the most praiseworthy .
            
and saintly among actions, Beckett was still a righteous man.  He was, .