Happy Birthday, my friend!  25, eh?  Well, I know your real age… and I know that you’ll always be 3 years older than I am!  Hee!  Hee!  Remember on our N.Ireland trip when we felt so “old” compared to everyone else?  Thinking back on that, we were just mere babes!  I always used to tease you said you were getting so old, and you would tease back that if you were getting older, than so was I!  Ah, good times!  Happy Birthday once again, my friend!