Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Happy Birthday, Mike!
Not to freak you out or anything, but I'm one of the rapidly dwindling number of people who actually remember the day you were born. When Grandma told Kay and I we had a little brother, we ran around her house like it was Christmas morning or something. And now that I think about it, you were a gift to us. Speaking for those FEW of us who have known you since April 1, 1957. We are SO glad you were born. Have a great day!