Admittedly, I am horrible when it comes to remembering birthdays. But there's one I always remembered. Alisa's. She ribbed me long ago, "Toddy, you better not forget my birthday!" From that point, I never forgot. July 24 might as well be a national holiday — a day to celebrate Alisa's warmth, vibrance, courage, zest, the cosmic value she placed on friendships, her nicknames, her 'humerus' funny bone, those bottomless puns, and unlimited smiles and laughter. For every moment shared with Alisa was a celebration.
To Glenn. Thank you. Thank you for being an amazing person. I wish I could give you an enormous hug. All my love.