b'OhMother:Ihavebecomeanadultnowsingingsillysongs 33Thereareliterallyalifetimeofmemoriesandexperiencestoshareandtalkabout.Asanadultlookingbackandreflectingonmychildhood,IcanveryconfidentlysayIwastrulyluckytohaveyouasmymother.Nobodyisperfect,andeveryparentworriestheyaremessinguptheirkid,butIthinkyoudidquiteagoodjobIfIdosaysomyself.Iamprettygreat,andyouareoneofthetwogreatpillarsmyfoundationisbuiltupon.Asrandomasthisseems,IhavethisfunnymemoryofwhenIwasabout10yearsold,andIamnotsurewhythisonestuckouttomeafteryoupassedawaybutneverthelessithas.Likesomanyofmyfondmemoriesofyou,wewereupinOldForgeonyetanotherhotdayinJuly.WewalkeddowntheroadtoUncleMarkandAuntLindasplaceforlunch.Aftereatingahamandcheesesandwich,whichyouhadtoconvincemeIwouldlike(whichIdid),wewentdowntothewatertocooloff.Asmanytimesbefore,wefoundourselvesofftotheleftofthedockinashallowpartofthelakewherethewaterwasalwaysabitwarmerandenjoyable.Atsomepoint,youtookmeintoyourarmsandtaughtmethissillyJewishsongaboutaboyheadingofftoHebrewschooltolearnthealphabet.Hewouldgotoschooleverydayandcomehomewithamyriadofdifferentthingsstrewnaroundhisneck.Ofcourse,atthetime,Ithoughtitwassofunny,andwesangthatsongoverandoveragain,changingthewordseachtimesotheboywouldcomehomewithsillythingseachday.Welaughedandsplashed,andthatsonghasalwaysstuckwithme.Lookingback,Icanreflectonhowthatsillylittlesongwasreallyabouthowyouweresendingmeoffintotheworldtolearnandgrow,andthroughoutitall,youhaveinstilledsomanyofyourbestqualitiesintowhoIamtoday,which,totootmyownhorn,isaprettywonderfulhuman.Asonwillalwaysneedhismother,asIwillalwaysneedyou,eventhoughyouhavegivenmeallthetoolsnotto.Foryouhaveraisedmeinyourimage:strong,confident,andloving.Alex'