Today Fatty is 41 years young.  Let me tell you about him:  he’s a loyal friend, a patient and caring father, a thoughtful and loving husband.  He picks out books for me, gives me foot rubs and makes me laugh.  He is silly and loves a good pun.  He loves to travel, eat good food, listen to music, and ride his bikes.  He puts up with my messiness and my moods.  I couldn’t ask for a better companion and friend.  I feel blessed to have found him and lucky to have him.  Happy Birthday Fatty!  I love you.