When I was in my teens, I was over at my friend Morgan’s house. A bunch of us were playing cards or something, and I grabbed a soda from the fridge. Next to the fridge was a wall calendar. With a bit of a grin on my face, I picked up a pen and wrote “Jeff’s Birthday” on February 18.
On February 18 I was surprised to get a birthday card from Morgan’s mom, Carol. She mentioned that she’d seen my birthday on the calendar and if it’s on the calendar, it deserves a card. Cool.
That was more than 20 years ago. Since then, every February 18 I’ve received a card from Carol. She hasn’t missed a single birthday. How awesome is that?