Thirty-five years ago right now I was lying in bed in the maternity ward of Florida Hospital, staring at a beautiful bedimpled baby boy. He's capitalized on those dimples all his life, and they're just an attractive flourish on the package: a hard-working, thoughtful man of integrity. Rather than again write at length on this topic, I'll share my post from two years ago.
Thanks for being you, Tyler. Have a fabulous day. Love you bunches & oodles & gobs.
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