The trouble with being born in September was that my birthday would always fall at the same time as the Gideon Convention. These were events that Mum & Dad would attend, somewhere in Australia every year. So I got pretty accustomed to the birthday phone call as my birthday celebration each year. I didn�t bother me too much, as long as I got the card with the money with some gooie love thoughts from mum written on the inside. So as my 21st approached I thought nothing of the event, except for the customary card and $$$$. The boys, (John, Jaap & Bancroft), had been kind enough to invite me out for the day. They had me going to golf early, hamburgers at the local for lunch and an afternoon down at the park. No one mentioned my birthday and I didn�t expect them too, because I was having a great day anyway. Well John finally drops me off home after a very exhausting day. I walk through the door and Hip Hip Hooray! Helen had organized a big surprise birthday bash and had decked out the house to the max. Everyone was there and we all had a great night. It was a total surprise to me and even more so, that everyone had managed to keep it a secret from me for the past week. Thanks Helen!
