THEY GET OLDER, BUT I KEEP AGING!

Now cut that out!

I know that when my kids get older, it is like a ring in the trunk of a tree, for me. I get another rung: he gets another year. #2 Son, Michael has reached his 22nd year, and looks terrific for his age.

When I first met the kid, the doctor held him up, and he immediately pissed over his mother’s birthing table and unto my shoes. If I may quote him: “I’ve been pissing my father off, ever since!”

#2 Son can teach us all a lesson about life, experience it to the fullest. Don’t take “No” for an answer if there is the slightest hope of a “Yes”!

I must admit, he has come a long way in 22 years, crossing over from childhood to manhood. He is a very handsome young man, gets his looks from his mother, and he has my crazy sense of humor. His mother couldn’t get him to shake that. When you see #2 Son in public, he is usually escorted by a young lady or two. If you look at him, you might think: “Just a good looking kid”, but he fools you when he gets serious, and discusses life! He makes me proud. He was a welcomed gift from God, after my son Joseph passed away so many long years ago. He helped ease that pain, and gave us a run for our money in the meantime. He is a very compassionate individual, who cares for all kinds of people, no matter what color religion or politic. I’m proud of him.

Michael, keep all your hair, and all the girlfriends you can. But in the end, try to find someone like your mom.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKE!