Thursday, July 21, 2011

Dear Dad,

Did you know, as a child I used to feel sorry for other kids because they had someone other than you for a father? It's true.
Thanks for always making sure I am well-provided with everything I need to do my best, from bringing me home from the hospital (even though you didn't know what to do with me) all the way through college. I notice.
Also, the trip to Camden Hills/Bath/Captain's Fresh Idea (ha ha)/Boothbay/Southport was one of the highlights of my summer (even if I didn't come back with a sweet red convertible BMW). Mostly because I love just being with you. Thanks for treating me right.
Happy, happy birthday! I wish we could all be together today!
Love you and miss you, daddy
Mary Alisa

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