By Margot | July 13, 2011
Happy Birthday Sammo! You would be eleven today. We would be starting a new chapter with middle school in the fall. I keep thinking of all those computer renderings of what people might look like as they age and even though it’s only a year, I wonder how you would have changed this past year. You live through all of us and our memories of you. And we remember you always. Your brothers have been keeping up lots of Sharks and Minnows and Marco Polo in the pool this summer following in your tradition. Andy is playing lots of soccer and I just bought him size SIX cleats, geez. He talks about you all the time. I wish you were here to tease him about his feet. He says he needs to keep growing like a weed. Charlie has so many of your facial expressions, it’s crazy. It takes my and Dad’s breath away sometimes. We wish you were here to help usher him in to kindergarten, I know you’d be so proud of him.
We have been watching the women’s world cup and thinking of you. Charlie just ran upstairs to tell me that the USA made a goal and dragged me down to see the replay. Wish you were here to watch it with us. We are all going up to the park tonight to play baseball and soccer and football and have a picnic and let some balloons go. All your friends will be there, buddy. We love you and miss you and think of you always. Happy Birthday!
Love, Mom, Dad, Andy and Mr. Baby Dude