Up next are a bunch of birthday cards . . . a whole lot of birthday cards. These run the gambit from the first to my last last . . . err . . . to fairly recent ones. Maybe I shouldn't have mixed them all up when I scanned them. The first one is an early cute one. Unfortunately, it was glued on to the page of the scrapbook and didn't come off cleanly.
I think this is a more recent one. I'm not sure why dad said I was a "good ballplayer." I've only ever played in the street with neighborhood kids. It was probably a joke.
This first birthday card came with a letter addressed to me from my aunt and uncle.
Cute joke here.
The little bear in this one pops out when the card is opened.
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