Tonight I called Ian to sing “Happy Birthday” to him. I had been thinking about it all day, but I have to go to a special place to call from Kelley Ridge, and that’s makes it difficult. So I called after I got back into town. I’m glad I did because he said he had been waiting all day to hear from me. Funny how things I think I’m doing just to make me feel better actually mean something to someone else. Happy Birthday, my wonderful son. I love you with all my heart.

Happy, happy birthday to Monica and to Holly, too. The first week in October is a very significant time.

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