As usual, I didn't get a card in the mail in time. It's one of my (many) character flaws that I am consistently unable to buy, sign, stamp, and post birthday cards in a timely manner ... even with automated calendar alerts.
But hey, this isn't about me. It's about sons-in-law. Not just Jake, whose birthday is today, but also Paul, whose birthday was March 25th. You could look back to my blog post for that day and discover that I neglected to create a birthday patch for Paul.
Furthermore, you could look back to my blog post for June 17th, where you would find that I also neglected to create a birthday patch for Don ... my husband ... whose birthday is the day before mine.
But as I said, this isn't about me. It's about Jake, who attended the College of William and Mary ... where he played football ... in Williamsburg ... where he met my daughter Meliss ... where I too got my undergraduate degree, and eventually (wonder of wonders) became an adjunct faculty member. But it's really not about me.
Jake's family has a wonderful tradition wherein all the guys have the initials JWW. It's a tradition that has been carried on with our grandsons Jackson Wyatt (fondly known as "J") and Jace Weston (who is rapidly outgrowing his "Baby Jace" moniker).
So Happy Birthday Jake! I'll bake you a cake and make a lasagna when we come to St Louis next month. In the meantime, I don't know if you ever noticed, but if you flip the W&M cypher upside down, there's another W ...
Just what you always wanted, right?
P.S. Paul, I owe you one.
Jake can't wait to have your lasagna!
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