It was wonderful to be remembered by family and friends on my birthday. The day started out with a phone call from my brother, Bob, and then at the end of the day I went to the mailbox and it was bursting with cards and a package. It's a good feeling to be remembered even when you're away.
Mary Apeland sent products from home. What an angel she is. And our children had a book printed with family pictures showing the 4o+ years we've been a family. The pictures touched my heart. At English class the night of my birthday, I took treats for the students and our one student who was flying out to Singapore that night dropped into class with a pink scarf for me and a card that said, "Ever 29." We had taught them that in America you don't ask an adult woman or even an adult man their age. Many of us say " We're 29 again."
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