My good friend, old roommate, and current dairy-shill partner Marc celebrates his twenty-third birthday today. Or at least that's what we're telling people. He says the specks of gray in his hair have been there since junior-high.
Marc has the distinction of being the gentleman who introduced Corrie to me, or me to Corrie (probably both or fine and accurate), and we'll never forget it--mainly because he'll never let us. I kid, of course, as he's ever gracious about his match-making abilities, as Corrie and I aren't the first or the last couple he's set up.
Happy Day Marc! Thanks for everything, and congrats on the new Deal!
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