Dave’s mom called yesterday to wish him happy birthday. He was out so I got to talk with her for a while. We talked about what a great bunch of kids she raised and I got to hear a little about what was cool about each of them.
She told me that everyone always liked Dave. Even when he was little, if he left their yard, he always came back with two new friends.
He’s still just the same. He’s friendly and interested in everyone he meets. And he doesn’t have a mean bone in his body.
So, happy birthday, honey. May all your dreams come true.
Today is our 4th wedding anniversary. We joke that since we work together (and therefore spend twice as much time together as any other couple) that each year should count twice.
We were married at Murphy Farm on the edge of Lake Pinneo right here in Quechee. It was a beautiful summer day, one of many that year. For a week or so prior to the wedding, Dave’s siblings and their families came to stay. It was a warm, wonderful time and I felt very lucky to be joining such a great family.
Let me live in a house by the side of the road and be a friend to man
