Happy Birthday Ernest Lee

It's my baby's birthday. I could not possibly love anybody as much as I love him but that doesn't begin to explain it all. It's way more than that. We've got some hard things going on but we are very, very lucky.

One of my very favorite pictures of Ernie. It's the little hunch of that shoulder.

No words really necessary, huh? He still does that thing with his tongue when he gets giggly.

On a trip to Boston many years back.

At our wedding, with Pat Dailey in the back, a bit of Joe Loesch by my cupboard and a bit of Eileen in the mirror.

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