Happy 98th!

I went to Aunt Miriam's 98th birthday party on 89th tonite. My Uncle Phil and his wife Pat flew in from San Diego en route to London, where they will be having dinner with my parents in three days time...! My Aunt couldn't blow out all the candles on her birthday cake so Phil helped out. "That's my son!" Miriam said, looking happy. I spoke to Phil's son David on the phone. We arranged to meet there midday on Saturday when he comes up from Philadelphia.