It is funny how you remember the day your children were born. When Matt arrived 33 years ago, it was a beautiful November day; warm and sunny and just perfect. I remember I was wearing a white shirt and Brian and I went on a drive and we ended up at a park. I even remember I ate a meatloaf sandwich for lunch, how funny is that?
Today, we celebrate our Matthew; a kind, real, hardworking man who loves to travel and cook and create and be with friends and family.
Happy birthday, dear Matt!!! Wishing you a day of joy and laughter and smiles and a year of adventure and happiness and love...
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