Happy Birthday, Dad!

Christmas is busy enough by itself, but when there are birthdays, sometimes they take a back seat to the other presents.
I used to think all men wore red socks, because my dad always got red socks for his Christmas Day birthday. I don't know if it was a joke between my parents, or if they were on sale ... Then when we had Pastor Arne for an interim pastor at our church I noticed he also wore red socks -- to remind him of Pentecost, if I remember right. At any rate, I don't think dad still gets red socks each year, but that is one thing I think of when I think of dad's birthday.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Dad!!