Last Friday, I received a birthday card from my sister who resides in San Francisco, USA. I’m sure it will be the only birthday card I would receive this year, hehehehe (in the style and tradition of Paulie Gualtieri).. She must have mailed the card early, my birthday this year will be this coming Wednesday. My sister belongs to those people who do not abandon the snail mail scheme. My mother and her still exchanging letters through snail mail. I forgot the last time I used the snail mail. E-mail and text messages are more efficient these days.
I was disappointed when I opened the card, there was no $100 in it, hehehehehe.. But I was happy that my sister remembered my birthday. She haven’t forgotten to enclose her picture and that of her latest husband. Maybe, she did it so that I would remember her face. She and her daughter are living there in San Francisco for more than 15 years now.
Most likely, I would celebrate my birthday drinking beer, after working hours. Just like last year, I would be there in my favorite corner in Jimmy’s bar, and let those who remember come and have a bottle or two, and share countless war stories, cosa nostra or otherwise. Capisce?
I was disappointed when I opened the card, there was no $100 in it, hehehehehe.. But I was happy that my sister remembered my birthday. She haven’t forgotten to enclose her picture and that of her latest husband. Maybe, she did it so that I would remember her face. She and her daughter are living there in San Francisco for more than 15 years now.
Most likely, I would celebrate my birthday drinking beer, after working hours. Just like last year, I would be there in my favorite corner in Jimmy’s bar, and let those who remember come and have a bottle or two, and share countless war stories, cosa nostra or otherwise. Capisce?
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