Happy Birthday to my dear baby brother. I remember when Mom and Dad brought you home to sooooo much fan fare! They were thrilled to have their one and only son...you! I on the other hand was thrilled you were the latest baby in the household and I was old enough to be considered capable of helping in the care of you. I remember at the time I thought I was doing so much of the work in keeping you well loved and cared for. Having now been a mother five times myself I am fully aware I was a thimbleful in that bucket of care. That said, you were a joy to take care of and have been a joy in my life ever since.
We have some little connections in our lives that have always been special to me. I am twelve years older than you. You are twelve years older than my first child. My first child is twelve years older than your twins. Not a big deal to some? Is to me...I love those little connections in family.
Last year your birthday posting was what I consider a very good historical writing of your life with our family. Anyone desiring to read a delightful story with a Cajun twist, you can find it *here.
Bill, you are a joy to everyone in your family.
Your sisters, God bless each and every one of us~
And all your Brother-in-Laws:
You've gone from hanging out on the beaches of Florida with crustaceans:
To some very special beach goers:
Happy Birthday Bill...I love you, we love you and you are a joy to this family now and forever!