Mom's middle baby turned 45 years old today. WOW! Where has the time gone? I still remember the sweet little kid who couldn't smell things (until he had surgery on his nose at 4-1/2 years) and carried around a dead fish that Mom would refreeze again every night. Aah...the delightful memories of childhood! Mark called this morning to wish Mom a "Happy Birthing Day." Mom enjoyed Mark's call immensely.
Happy 45th Birthday Mark! May God bless you with many more years of making memories.
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