From: Beverly and Clive

Dearest Robert,

It is difficult for me to “wrap my head around” the fact, that my baby brother is 70 years old!!! So....I have been thinking back to the “old” days…..to your youth.

Do you remember getting into the cupboard and “stealing” all the bullas that Mum had just made? They were still warm and you took them outside to the back yard and ate most of them before you were caught in the act?

Do you remember trying to flush my little kitten down the toilet?

Do you remember when you bet Egie that you could eat more than he could? So Charlie Doran took you both to Webster’s ice cram parlour and of course you won!

Do you remember how vexed you got when you saw Fanny wearing your cricket boots?

Do you remember the first two jobs you had before landing the big one at The Royal Bank? The first was as a salesman for lady’s bras and the second was to sell gentleman’s dress shirts. Neither of these two lasted any time, probably a day each!!

These are just a few things that come to mind. Most of all though, I want to say what a wonderful brother you are and how much you are loved.

So don’t worry about being a new member of the Septuagenarian Club. Remember what Mum would say to you… “just shake up yourself”

Clive joins me in saying how much we would love to be there with you as you celebrate this grand occasion. Instead, we shall raise many glasses, in your honour, as we wish you a very, very Happy Birthday with many more to come.

Lovingly,

Beverly