Well it is that time of year once again. What time? The time when Little Harry gets a little bit older and I notice a few more grey hairs and a few more aches and pains. Sure most of the pains and greys are probably in my head but oh well.
Anyway, happy birthday buddy. It seems so strange that you look so much like a young man here but my mind’s eye will always see you as that little boy. Have a great 14th birthday.
G-Man was just telling me a story…how he remembers you bringing Scott over to his moms when Scott was just a wee lil’ baby. Apparently you were holding Scott up in there air and making all the silly goos and coos with him when suddenly Scott spit up…all over your face. As you can imagine the G-Man was giggling hysterically while telling this story and so was I! Happy Birthday Scott, it has been a pleasure getting to know you over the past couple of years. You are a remarkable young man.
Yeah, I remember that. Luckily I had the
sensegrace of God to have my mouth closed!