Happy Birthday, Phillip. Remembered, today is Phillip's birthday. So, he would have been 68 today. I know how I outlived him. He, definitely, didn't take care of himself. He was who he was. But ain't we all. Did take the Mutt out for a walk today. Went great. Will have to put the videos together for tomorrow. Just sitting playing around with my computer. Changing the display with my browser. Moving toolbars and now, I guess, will be working on the background photo. Let me find a photo of Phillip. You all have a great night, sleep well, dream sweet dreams. Have a great Sunday. Take care, be safe. God bless. Memories are so nice. Good and bad ones, as well. Good memories give us substance. Time to get up, ugh. Fixing a cappuccino. Bad memories we should learn from. Can't change things, but can learn from them. Don't mean we won't repeat them, haha. End with, "Happy Birthday, Phillip!". Love and appreciation.
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