Letters: Day Sixteen


Dear John,

Happy Birthday!

You're the last of my "Lawrence Family" to have a birthday before we start in on the big one. Welcome. Remember . . . Thirty is the new twenty.

I always try to call when I think you'll be busy on your birthday. I cross my fingers and hope you won't be able to answer your phone.. Because I know that if you answered, and I started singing, you'd stop me. And I really like singing the whole of "Happy Birthday."

I hope you enjoyed your voice mail. I feel like I really outdid myself this year.

Aunt Bee

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