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Today is my birthday. It was a really good day, for the most part. I started school on a bachelors program today. Many friends and family have wished me a happy birthday.

So why am I getting so down that my mother, who is also my next-door-neighbor (well, across the street) has not come to see me today? Shouldn’t I be old enough by now that this no longer bothers me?

 ****later*****

Ok, I didn’t wait long enough. About an hour after I posted this entry, Mama showed up with a birthday cake. She had been baking it while I typed. I jumped the gun.

It really has been a good day! I need to hear from my grandson Nathaneal, and then it will have been perfect!

Herman Forstmann

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