I let my sister out do me one more time. On her blog she put a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD entry on our Dad's birthday. I on the other hand talked to him the morning of his birthday for about 10 minutes then hung up and had to call him back because I forgot to wish him happy birthday while I was on the phone with him.
Dad, if you read this know that I am your first born and have loved you way longer than the blond chick. I also produced two grandchildren who told me they didn't get to see Grandma & Papa enough and wanted to spend all their vacation with them. So hopefully that makes up for my glaring mistake. I'm getting old, I must have old-timers disease. (If I do remember also that I got that from Mother.)