Sure looks great outside my Balcony door. Little cool, but It is January 10. Our first born's birthday. How time marches own. I was such a young girl then. 22 and clueless as they come. Of course Truman was too. But she survived us. So did we. I feel quit proud of her. In spite of being the first one born of two more to come. I guess we used her to learn how. I believe it made her strong and independent . For she has done well. Good mother and wife. Now retired to do things she wants to. Happy Birthday. I will never forget the first time I saw you. No Mother was or still is as proud of you as I am.
Have a good day, everybody!!
Betty Boop
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