Happy Birthday to my brother Charlie, born on Friday, the 13th!!! I can't believe you are such an old guy now. You were the first baby brother to arrive in our family. When you cried, I'd say, "Don't cry Tarley. Nancy's here." When you were taken for your doctor's visit at 8 weeks old, I warned the children in the waiting room, "Don't touch Tarley, that's mummy's Tarley".
You grew up to be such a fun brother to go bike riding with, throw snow balls at, laugh together at silly things.
You grew up to be president of your senior class, quarterback of the football team, and after high school, helped establish the LaCross Team at BYU. Then you married sweet Sun Mae, had great kids, and achieved your dream of becoming a medical doctor, and an accomplished sailor.
But the thing that makes you the happiest is being a grandpa. I know you are having a great day today because those precious grand daughters are there with you eating birthday cake. Love from us in Texas!
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I love your post about my dad. Thank you Aunt Nancy!
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