It's your birthday in 45 minutes.
Even though you said yourself you need nothing, Maria and I bought you a few gifts last night and I wrapped them up to send with her in the morning, where she mentioned tomorrow is the birthday for several of your co-workers.
Weird. But that's okay. Who knew?
Tonight I went looking for pictures of you and found so many.
You've been a good friend to Dad and me for many years now.
And these little squirrels are going to grow up to be some of the dearest friends your life will ever hold.
Thank you for all the happiness you have brought us.
Thank you for being such an excellent brother, father, husband, uncle, nephew, and grandson too.
In this whole world, you're the only you.
Happy Birthday, Son.
Thanks for being ours.
Love forever, Mom and Dad and Everybody
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