april 1st

This day could only ever be about you.

Wearing moccasins and pants I sewed for you, laughing your head off in the kitchen?

Ours, entirely loved Baby Jay.

There was no finer baby than you.

There we are at the lake with Julia on our lap.  We loved you, Buddy, indeed.

1991, ready to head for Camp Sn OOOO py!!!

Years later, as a calm uncle:

Yes, a great from the young squirrel days:

You back in the tall, bald, and tender stage: 

Now??  Go forth and do well. We all love you like crazy.

Happy Birthday, Buddy.

Love entirely, Mom and Dad and Everybody