Every August 21st I am reminded of how a combination of many small events throughout history can lead to one person's existence.
A slight change here, a different outcome there, and none of us would be the same.
So, for whatever it was that led those blue eyes, strong hands and broad shoulders to be packaged with that quick wit, warm heart and brilliant mind I am so very grateful. Such happy happenstance, you are a gift to me everyday.
I wish you a wonderful birthday, Mike. I love you.