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Happy Birthday to the Man I Love!






When I get older losing my hair,
Many years from now,
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine?

The Beatles


I hope your Thanksgiving was as enjoyable as ours.  Christmas preparations are in the mix but our family is pausing this weekend as we celebrate one more thing:  my husband’s birthday tomorrow!  Tom turns 65!

I’ll never forget the day I met him at a family party.  He was sitting down when I was introduced to him and when he stood up, I was swept over with his height, his dark hair & eyes and handsomeness.  His family suggested that we party again the following weekend to celebrate my 21st birthday, but he turned to me and said:  “I would like to take you out to dinner next Saturday; I’ll pick you up at 7:00.”  I liked his decisiveness.  A whole week went by without a call and I wondered if he forgot.  At 7:00 he knocked at the door!  I liked his punctuality.  We had a great time.  We fell in love and all too soon he was catching a plane to Boston where he was stationed in the Navy.

That was over 40 years ago, and our journey has been adventurous.  I celebrate so many things about him—he is still good at making quick decisions, and has lead our family well.  He’s creative and thinks outside the box for sure.  I love his strong faith in Jesus, his love for his family and his country and his wonderful sense of humor.
   



Amy told me it was fun cooking Thanksgiving dinner with her dad.  They played Christmas music in the background and goofed around. 






The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree! 

We celebrate and love you, Tom.  You’re one of a kind!  Happy birthday.

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  1. Happy Birthday to your hubby Mary!
    Cute photos and your hubby and daughter look like two of a kind!
    Gos is so good!
    Hugs sweet friend!

    Deborah xoxo

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  2. Happy birthday to your husband. How refreshing to have excitement after all those years. A gift from God all the way around. Glad you guys had a great Thanksgiving. Great pictures!

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  3. What a sweet remembrance! I'm thinking he's saying "ditto". What a darling couple the two of you make :)

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  4. Happy Birthday to that hubby of yours, Mary! What a wonderful life you've had together.

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  5. Happy Birthday to bro. Tom! What a fun post to celebrate God's richest blessings" love, family, life...Blessings to you dearest sister!

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  6. happy Birthday to hubby, and a happy Sunday to you both!

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  7. Happy Birthday to your dear hubby.

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  8. Delightful story and pictures. Thank you for sharing your family. Blessings.

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  9. Happy birthday to your hubby. I loved reading the story of how you two met. How cute! And I heard that 65 is the new 45 so I guess we're all still young. LOL

    Blessings and love,
    Debbie

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  10. Happy Birthday to your still handsome husband. I'm finding it's a great blessing to be married to the same man for 40ish years. Prayers and blessings to all your family during this holiday season.

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  11. A belated Happy Birthday to your Tom! I love the 'posed' pictures. I'm thinking he loved this blog. :)

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  12. Happy B-Day to your hubby! You two look so good for one another and I love the gratitude you have about many of your husbands qualities! I hate it when someone rips on their husband in a joking but hutful way! You are precious!!

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  13. I'm a little tardy with this belated HAPPY BIRTHDAY - but it comes with many good wishes.

    Hoping Tom has a wonderful year full of fun, family, and all of God's richest blessings. (Sounds like your marriage is one of them!!)

    GOD BLESS!

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  14. Hi -

    I loved reading that tribute to your dear husband, Mary.

    Yes, indeed, it was a precious read.

    Cheers to another year for him in JESUS!

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