Who knew, at our age, that such a good guy existed?
My Jazzman—marking a new year in his life today—is a remarkable man. He's hard working, diligent, thoughtful. He's a supportive and loyal friend. He's a loving son, brother, and cousin. He's gentle and caring to my grandchildren.
He's a man of integrity, a man of passion, a man of laughter. And he's cute. He's so cute I want to pinch his cheeks and pat his bum.
He has brought great joy into my life since the day I met him, just over six months ago.
I wish him love and happiness in the year ahead.
Happy 60th Birthday, Jazzman.
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