A very Happy Birthday to my
Paul Secret Agent Man.
My second born is turning 24 today...wow, can that be right? Well, yes, because I know my first born turned 25 a couple of months ago. That's right, these two arrived just 14 months apart. That was wacky. And I often joked that if Secret Agent Man had been my first baby, I would never have been so cavalier about having another...um, which of course I did anyway :-) Secret Agent Man was an impish, sensitive baby, who grew into an intelligent and sensitive young man. He is well known in the family for playing his cards close to his vest. Sometimes I get the feeling that none of us fully knows SAM, but he is adored for his quick, dry wit and for that rare sense of reserve that you don't see so much nowadays. He is the one who always ends up truly caring for the animals. In particular, he has a great way with the dogs. I remember him as a tiny, little guy hauling one or another kitten around with him. I've always felt you can trust a person who is good with animals :-)
I know Secret Agent Man is still searching out his path in life. Some people need a little more time than others. I will continue to watch and help in his journey with all the excitement in the world. I think he's going to surprise us all. Happy 24th!!!