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.