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February 01, 2006



Correction: The conversation you wrote about took place on the 3rd of February "2000". And it took 3 calls before the date of my birth was acknowledged. In addition, outside of our chatting about the incredible snowfalls in Syracuse NY, the majority of our conversation was about money and how I was spending all of yours. Hence, my immediate forgiveness of a mere oversight on one of the most inspirational, historical days in America... yes, “the day the music died”, but more importantly, my birthday! haha :)

Love ya Dad.

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