Mexico City, 1981
I have known Martin Whipple (in the pic above, on the right; that is me on the left) since kindergarten. For those trying to add that up, that is 35 years or so. In 1981, our Spanish class took a trip to Mexico City and Acapulco. It was our first trip out of the country for both of us. Martin turned 17 years old on that trip. I remember Senora Davis bought him a strawberry birthday cake. We had a really great time on that trip.
Martin, you are a good friend and I love you like a brother. I miss you and I wish we could spend more time together. God bless you for another year of health, joy, and service to Him. Happy Birthday.
PS. You're ugly and your wife dresses you funny!
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