Happy 30th Anniversary of your 51st Birthday,
Dear Poppop.
Not only are you the most precious of all Great-Grandfathers,
but you are also the King of Birthdays.
Wishing you a year of health, joy, happiness, peace,
onion rolls, hummus, talking Barbie dolls, upper-arm squeezes, baby kisses, orange sherbet, long, sunny beach days,
and, of course, many happy cocktail hours, with your Jack Daniels, straight up, rocks on the side, in a chilled martini glass.
We love you,
more than you’ll ever,
ever,
know.
Happy, Happy, Day, to you.
L’Chaim!