Aaron has a birthday. We watched Frankenstein yesterday, and both of us enjoyed it. We are pocket knife aficionados. We love a good pocket knife. Aaron is a well-read man. He is like the Old Man in our mutual enjoyment of Audible Books. He is trim and fit, which is more than I can say for me at his age.

Aaron is a man who possesses the gift of being able to accomplish anything he sets his mind to. He is a comfort to MJ and me. We both love what I call scary movies. If there is a good scary movie, I know who to call upon to view it with me. He is a leader. I marvel at his ability to motivate others. Aaron has a razor-sharp mind and a keen intellect.

One of his first words was ‘Di Da’ and then he would slap his bottom lip. Of course, this was a long time ago. I have not seen him slap his lower lip lately. I am drinking a Dragon’s Milk Beer this morning in honor of our times of fellowship over the marvellous elixir.

Aaron is an entrepreneur. He sees the opportunity where others may not. His sense of humor is refreshing. His love for family is unparalleled. Aaron is an example to me. He inspires me. I live vicariously through his good works and adventures.

44 years ago seems like yesterday to MJ and me. When I carried him with his little blue hat into our little house in Elkville, I knew we were beginning an adventure that would be mysterious and wonderful. The adventure continues.