Seems as if all my posts these days are birthday posts. I've been wondering if I should put birthday wishes aside, or summarize them in single, monthly posts or something. It's a dangerous thing, wishing "happy birthday" to people… next thing you know, you have left someone out, or you post an unflattering picture, or two and folks get pissed or miffed or even entertained, God forbid.
But before I make any drastic changes, I have to ensure that I put due effort into the two special birthday babies in my life who were born on June 23. So, here goes.
Happy Birthday to Mary Williams, my darling mother-in-law. If you are counting on a great batch of homemade bread, or flipper pie, Mary's your gal. For a young woman in her 70's, she certainly has a lot of energy. She can run circles around most men I know half her age. I think it's her energy that keeps Harry young. Happy Birthday, Mary. I hope your day is a special one.

Next, another very special birthday wish. This one goes to my cousin Bill Rose, who turns 40 today. I really should call him my brother… we grew up together. Our birthdays are only a couple of months apart. We practiced (and perfected) our delinquency together, got into trouble together, we sometimes even kicked the shit out of each other. He really is a special kind of guy and in more ways than one, he makes me feel VERY lucky. You see, he was unfortunate enough to be inflicted with Huntington's Disease. (I've posted about Huntington's in my family before.) He was always a very strong person, active in sports, active socially, well-liked and popular. For most inflicted with this disease, it starts manifesting itself when they are in their 40s and 50s. For Bill, it hit in his 30s, I think maybe even in his 20s. Not fair, not fair at all. Anyways… enough of that. This post is about celebration… Happy Birthday Bill! Have a beer for me! (Or I'll have one for you!)
