My Birthday

44 years ago my Dad was celebrating that he has a boy, Me. He was so proud and excited because He was such a traditional man. Having a son was a really big deal...he wanted to pass the family name on through his oldest boy. One promise I gave dad was to call his friend, Denis on my birthday, because that is what he did every November 4th because of an incident that Denis was involved with because of my birth. I have kept that promise so far.