To my son. Happy Birthday! At this time 25 years ago, I had just landed in Detroit, for a weeklong work training that I was doing for a client. Mom called me to say you were going to be born so I told work about it, they were so happy for me. I jumped on the next flight home just in time to head down with mom to the hospital so we could be there when you were born. Mom was in the delivery room with you, while I hung out with other haggard looking dads in the maternity ward. It was one of three greatest days of my life to first meet you on your birthday!
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