I can see how easy it is to forget to keep up when one is caught up in living the rat race.
It is sad when I take mom to the store and for several weeks now she has been telling me, "Aye, mija, le tengo que comprar una tarjeta a mijo para sus sesenta años".
Her hope and dreams of seeing you again are as a little child's. She never gives it up.
Whatever,
dear brother that I have not seen since June 29th, 1975,
whatever you do today on your birthday, do not forget your mother who had you...
