Normality is a paved road:

it’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.

Vincent Van Gogh

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Happy Sixty-Fifth Birthday, Daddy!

Thank you for teaching me, in your bold way, that normality isn’t all it’s cracked up to be:

to not bend to the will of the crowd

to like The Doors and Napoleon

to relish solitude and a good book

to get misty-eyed at a song or a memory

to wholeheartedly be myself.

I love you!