On August 5, 2000, my daughter married the man of her dreams. And if I had to go out and choose a son in law of my dreams--he would be it! We first met Michael when he showed up on our front porch, unannounced, and said that he was a friend of Karen's. Luckily in a phone call from California a few days earlier, she had mentioned that she had met this really nice guy who wanted to be a doctor. She had no idea that he was stopping in Findlay to meet us. He was just passing through on the way to the Cleveland area to check out some medical schools and decided to stop in and introduce himself. And the rest, as they say, is history.
So, Michael--thank you for being the man of our daughter's dreams, for being the best son in law one could ask for, for being the guy who not only delivered our grandkids but is the best daddy going, for being Dr. Mike on the few occasions that we have needed you, and for just being you. Happy Birthday and may you enjoy many, many more.