Today, Andy is 44 years old. I can't believe it. He's old! Of course, he's my older brother (is my nose growing?) Carole fixed a very nice london broil dinner and Dad, Melva, Drew and I all celebrated with the Ferguson family. I had to include the pictures of Andy with Annette since I got them together at Uncle Jacks on the 4th. The other picture was taken in Grandma's front yard in either 1965 or 1966.
I was going to try to finish the postings about our vacation here, but I'm so far behind I'm going with what I have here.
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