Well, Suzyn, I thank you...
Happy Birthday indeed, Dauntless Leader! Long may you wave!
Happy Birthday, may you run your freak flag high!
Happy Birthday crusty one! Is it a milestone event?
Happy Birthday to the Great One
Happy Bday Good Sir!
Many happy returnsLang may yer lum reek
Happy Birthday! And despite what Scottish Yankee wrote, you should wash your lum so it doesn't reek. Just sayin'
Happy Birthday! U befsh 100 vjeç, as we say in Albania
Happy Birthday, from one Yonkers native to another.
Happy Birthday, Mr. Optimism.
A day late, but happy birthday, old timer (who I agree with almost 100% all the time).And a happy new year, while we're at it.
Thank you all. Yes, it was a BIG one. Far too big. One where 1956 had me in high school ( barely ).You do the math. It is so weird. Happy to be here and still sentient. But so much behind me now. Dreams now extend to Tuesday of next week. But the Yankees ...and the great works we postulate here...keep us young.I still yearn for the crack of the bat. The smack of the ball hitting a mitt. The sound of silence when Giancarlo strikes out. And where does a beer and a hot dog taste best?After all these years.
Happy Mega Belated Alphonso, and may you celebrate a bazillion more!
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Happy Birthday indeed, Dauntless Leader! Long may you wave!
Happy Birthday, may you run your freak flag high!
Happy Birthday crusty one! Is it a milestone event?
Happy Birthday to the Great One
Happy Bday Good Sir!
Many happy returns
Lang may yer lum reek
Happy Birthday! And despite what Scottish Yankee wrote, you should wash your lum so it doesn't reek. Just sayin'
Happy Birthday!
U befsh 100 vjeç, as we say in Albania
Happy Birthday, from one Yonkers native to another.
Happy Birthday, Mr. Optimism.
A day late, but happy birthday, old timer (who I agree with almost 100% all the time).
And a happy new year, while we're at it.
Thank you all.
Yes, it was a BIG one. Far too big. One where 1956 had me in high school ( barely ).
You do the math.
It is so weird. Happy to be here and still sentient. But so much behind me now. Dreams now extend to Tuesday of next week.
But the Yankees ...and the great works we postulate here...keep us young.
I still yearn for the crack of the bat. The smack of the ball hitting a mitt.
The sound of silence when Giancarlo strikes out.
And where does a beer and a hot dog taste best?
After all these years.
Happy Mega Belated Alphonso, and may you celebrate a bazillion more!
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