Twenty nine years ago, I gave my dad a birthday present that will never be beat--his first and only grandson.
Two months ago I didn't think my dad would make another birthday. Thanks to the wonders of modern medicine, he is back, better than ever. While one present can never be topped, he was thrilled with breakfast at IHOP, complete with a birthday serenade and a sundae.
Happy 87th dad. May we have many, many more together.