Happy Birthday, Brother!

Tonight, we're celebrating Bob's 72nd birthday (May 20, 1933) with a birthday supper and pinochle. He wouldn't be living here in Salem except for his stroke. He has lived with the effects of his stroke for almost ten years, since October 29, 1995. We kid him about getting him a dog, since he never allowed his son to have one. There was a reason. After his wife died when K was five, they were on the road a lot, and there wouldn't be anyone to take care of it.
Bob, as you can see, had lots dogs and enjoyed them.
I'll post a picture of this year's gift next time.