Today is my brother Tim's 37th birthday. I'm sure he'll be quick to remind me that my 40th birthday is fast approaching, but today is all about Tim. One of the high points of Tim's life took place from 1972-1975, when he had the good taste to worship me and when I could get him to clean up my side of our bedroom. Since then, Tim has earned family kudos for his musical talents and for his ability to grow an astonishing amount of facial hair (for a Whalen). I happen to think that Tim's two most notable achievements are convincing the lovely Colleen to marry him and fathering two extraordinarily good looking and smart children (Liam and Molly). A close third would surely be his knack for being a cool uncle to Seamus, Jack, and Brendan. I predict good things for Tim in 2009; chief among them, I'm sure, will be a trip to Spokane to visit his favorite sister. I'm sure he won't forget to bring Liam and Molly--he knows better.
Happy Birthday Tim!