HAPPY BIRTHDAY MATTHEW!!

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HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY, MATTHEW!!! Do you remember when we had severe thunderstorms in Deltona and the storms used to set Tommy off? The first time it happened and I heard voices coming from your bedroom, I thought Tommy had come to life!!!
Your friends got together to wish you a Happy 20th Birthday. Today Talking Tommy is a "Hopi Storyteller." He has collected and remembered stories about you when you were growing up and is passing them down orally to his little listeners. Hopi storytellers often begin their stories by saying "Aliska'i" which alerts the listeners that the entertainment is about to begin. Tommy is telling his audience "qa yaw'i, pas antsa." (This is not hearsay, this is really true.) Tommy remembers a lot so this could be a long day for the little listeners!

Maxine wishes you a happy day. She's upset that she couldn't catch the mole for your birthday present. (click on the pictures to make them larger so you can read the white balloon.) Papa and I send our love to you on this special day. Have a wonderful birthday. Wish we could have celebrated it with you. We love you and miss you..................

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ralph said…
a very happy birthday, matthew! love from all the little bush-reskos! hope you have a wonderful day!!!!!

love auntie and uncle jim and hayden, sofia, grant and olivia
November 17, 2009 at 6:13 AM
Unknown said…
Thank you all. I really appreciate it. Its nice to know that everyone remembered.
November 17, 2009 at 1:01 PM
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