As you know, yesterday was Jim's birthday. The Florida family, minus Kent who is in Los Angeles this week, met at a local Mexican restaurant. Someone at the table alerted the strolling Mariachi band it was his big day.
Dance to the music, take a swing at the piñata and wear the sombrero. It's your birthday!!!
This guy would NEVER have smiled through this attention in his younger days. He even refused a graduation party!
Happy Birthday, Jim. We love you. I'm glad we were able to be here to celebrate with you.