Caretaker of Booksteve's Library

The more we grow the more birthdays we seem to have. As children, it took an eternity between. At 50, eternity is our day.

So this day is for you, Mr. Thompson.

For the hearty thoughts you write and share.

For your love for life and for its culture.

For a fine family who support in times good, and times of challenge.

And for a grand friendship that even a vast ocean cannot divide.

May 50 be the most joyous one yet. And may all your days but prance from happy to happier.