A bit of reminiscing, as I put the finishing touches on Pops birthday tune...

Moni and I would do the prep work for the big family get-togethers at the lake back when we lived there; and then the folks would start showing up. When the Sanderson vehicle arrived, I would wait to see Brett Michael jump out and run full speed toward me. I'd go toward him then drop to my knees when we were close. He'd jump full speed into my arms. 'I love you little mister' I'd say; he'd reply 'I love you big mister' (ala Veggie Tales :-)

Thank you, Father, for those times ...