It's someone's birthday

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Today is Phil's birthday.
It's also Murray's birthday.
And Clive's, too.
They are all 57 years young.
Good grief, they are getting old.
All of them.

Ok...I'm done being silly.
For now.

My Murray has many things for which he should be grateful.

He has good health.
He still has BOTH of his parents.
He has all his teeth.
He has the 3 BEST kids on the planet & they love him dearly.
He has had much success in his career, and is still going strong.
He has golf and a new club membership.
He has 3 big televisions.
He has the YES network.
He has a NY address, which makes him official with the Yankees & Giants.
He has Frannie and Alvin.
He has hair on his head.
He has money in the bank.
He has a nice, fancy car. (too bad it stinks in the snow)
And, he has ME taking care of him.
What more could he want, really?

Yes, Murray, I hope you can find happiness and contentment in the coming year.
Cause you have much to happy and content about.

Happy Birthday, Murray!
I love ya!