Thursday, October 23, 2014
Tom turned 75 on Tuesday. Children and grandchildren gathered in the evening bringing love notes and presents. We arm wrestled under Elliot's directions. Harrison, Maxwell and Louis gathered to work on the 1000-piece puzzle on the dining room table and made tremendous headway. Some played with yo-yos and all of us chattered and laughed.
Earlier in the day, Tom insisted that his classes sing Happy Birthday to him. They guessed that he was in his sixties. Ha!
And the night before, he went and got a full body massage, which he LOVED. If Tom was an animal, he would be a Llewelyn Setter. He loves being patted and rubbed. A massage was a perfect present.
I was dating Tom on his 24th birthday. I must have given him something, but I can't think of what it was. So many birthdays past have floated away like helium balloons.
The future is now. Happy Birthday, Tom.
Posted by Louise Plummer at 10:58 AM