Our friend, Tod, turned 60 this weekend. If you met him, you’d think he was just turning 50. He’s one of the most youthful people I know. Our families have been friends for a very long time and we’ve spent many wonderful times together.
We’re heading over to their house to celebrate his big 6-0, and in typical Tod-fashion, he didn’t want a big deal made of his birthday.
He’s a pie-lover and we’ve shared many laughs and jokes over the years about his love for pie (and all sweets, for that matter). So, in celebration of his debut into the next decade, I baked my friend two pies to be accompanied by the following poem I wrote for him.
Happy birthday, my friend. You and Barry always make me want to be a better person!
Ode to Tod
In celebration of your 60th birthday
Tod, you are 60 and now we all know it.
So here’s a few thoughts from your redheaded poet.
We Gavers admire you for so many reasons
And are grateful we’ve known you for many a’ season.
We all love your laugh. It’s hearty and loud.
We smile when we pick out your mirth in a crowd.
As an involved, loving father, no one compares.
And after raising FIVE kids, you still have your hair!
You run every day. You farm until late.
You share a great life with an incredible mate!
You’re witty, intelligent, but that’s not the best part,
You constantly show everyone a true servant’s heart.
So three cheers for Tod. We love you, no lie,
And to prove it, as always, for you….
Here’s your pie!