Once upon a time, in a city in Northern California, a handsome young man was born, 33 years ago today. He was the 3rd child in his family and the first boy. His parents were good and wise and he was a blessing to all who knew him. He was blessed with much humor and intelligence and a desire to serve others.
He was the golden boy where he lived (and not only because he was white in an area that had mostly Latinos and African Americans). Teachers, leaders and girls loved him and he had school accolades, children named after him (really!) and kissed LOTS of frogs/girls in his youth.
He was called to serve in a land far away (the Baltic nations) and learned a difficult tongue. He had incredible experiences and made friendships with companions that have deepened and lasted to this day.
He met the girl of his dreams after returning home. They quickly moved from his homeland and really quickly began having kids. Due to his amazing abilities, he was able to complete a bachelor's and a master's degree while working full time, serving in demanding church callings and parenting four children.
He is truly a hero to his kids, with whom he is deeply involved. They learn to laugh, work and serve the Lord because of him. He is a prince to his wife, who truly doesn't know why God blessed her with an almost-perfect man, when she is so far from almost perfect.
And he, truly, lived happily ever after.
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