Happy 84th, Dad!
Today is Dad’s 84th birthday, and I wish could have been there like we were two years ago to celebrate with him. We chatted with him for a few minutes, but he has a difficult time hearing over the phone. He seems to be doing well; he gave us a report on the weather and wildlife that he views just outside his kitchen sliding-glass door. He told us about a UK cup he received from Tabatha, and he told us to visit whenever we want.
We’re going to try to do that soon, Dad. I love you.