Today, we celebrated Aunt Edith. Actually, we celebrate her every day. At 96, you would expect a bit of foggy memory...a lapse in sense of humor...a propensity to accept things because there isn't anything she could do. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong! She remembers everything. She giggles and shares in the humor. She attends resident councils and shares her concerns! So today, her friends and family met to have lunch with her, reminisce, and sing to her the birthday ditty. Happy birthday, Eddie! You are loved!