My oldest niece, Susan, turns 70 today! Happy birthday, Susan! If you're 70, that means I'm 80...which is why your CARD has not yet been mailed--the old girl just didn't make it to the place
where she wanted to buy the card. Rain, don't you know, followed by heat, followed by political
protests. Treasure your age, Susan. 70 is good--a fruitful age when you can still do most if not all of what you've always liked. You don't have to show up at the office, and there are no more aging 'rents to care for. (They've all taken a hike on the rainbow bridge--at advanced ages, too, thanks to your
loving care.)
Anyway, here's a heartfelt hug from one of your last surviving aunts. You were the first baby I met, lo those many years ago. So sweet, so bright--you're still all of that. Still skinny, too. God love ya,
Susan, and enjoy your cake!!! xoxoxoxoxo, m.e.
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