Do you remember Valentine’s Day as a child? All those cards? All with your name on them? Do you remember how you felt?
I thought of it yesterday when I received dozens of high tech birthday wishes. Seemed like every time I got on Facebook or checked text messages on the iPhone, there was another one. And I was surprised all over again. By the givers, or by their words, or both.
I’ve had many nice birthday presents in my sixty-one years, but none better than these. You guys are the best.