Happy Birthday

June 19, 1981 was the best day of my life. My first child was born. From the moment he was born, life has never been the same. The years have flown by. My little man has grown into a big man. I remember snippets of his childhood with great fondness. I cannot remember anything bad. I guess our memories filter out all of the childhood nonsense and leave us thinking that we brought our children up wonderfully. That is my story and I am sticking to it.