Wednesday, March 31, 2004
Jason-
My friend. My dear friend, time has passed through us all to quick.
Just 7 years ago we drank the beers we did not want to afford and smoked decent cigars, dreaming of the life we were perusing. Like you said, we must admit, we were still coming up.
What will be of us 7 years from now? Will we still be coming up? Let us be like the mighty Oaks that seem to live forever and never stop growing. Let us be like the oaks we use to sit under in the summer evenings, giving peace, comfort, and strength to those who walk through our lives.
Happy birthday my dear friend. May this be your best year thus far!
My friend. My dear friend, time has passed through us all to quick.
Just 7 years ago we drank the beers we did not want to afford and smoked decent cigars, dreaming of the life we were perusing. Like you said, we must admit, we were still coming up.
What will be of us 7 years from now? Will we still be coming up? Let us be like the mighty Oaks that seem to live forever and never stop growing. Let us be like the oaks we use to sit under in the summer evenings, giving peace, comfort, and strength to those who walk through our lives.
Happy birthday my dear friend. May this be your best year thus far!
