August 25th will forever more be a day to remember...for a couple of reasons...
1.) In 1965, on August 25th an incredibly beautiful little boy was born to a teenage mother. That mother was me, and when I looked into his eyes I knew my life had a purpose and I would be in love forever. That little boy was Michael; son, grandson, brother, husband, father, attorney at law, golfer, beach master...and oh, so much more.
With as much pride as he has when watching his children do whatever they do, I want to wish him a very, very Happy Birthday! I am so proud to call you son.
2.) Then after many years, on August 25, 2001, along came another little boy that filled our hearts and made the date even more special. We sang for joy as Mike shared his birthday song with Aidan.
Aidan is a son, brother, friend, ball player, inventor, story teller and the precious grandson to Mimi and Grandad.
To you both, I wish you the good things in life, the time and health to enjoy them and people you love to share them with.
I love you, Guys. Happy, Happy Birthday,