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April 27, 2007


Happy Birthday, Claire! I have a cake for you at my place. :)

Hope it's a good one, for both you and your brother.

Happy Birthday, Claire! (and Claire's brother!)

The Skimmer is a twin, too. I think it's neat -- people's reaction when they find out he's a twin. It's like, "You are?! It's like this magical thing they've never heard of before. It is cool, though.

Have you ever heard of "Twins Days?" In Twinsburg, Ohio? (Such an exotic locale!) Have you two ever gone?

Happy Birthday, Claire!

And to your brother, as well.

Spudsy and I are in coming days, too. What a good Taurean Chicago lot we are. :-)

Happy Birthday (I came over from Jennifer's place). That's a great picture and sounds like a terrific way to spend the day. Have fun at the Art Institute.

Happy Birthday Claire! Don't worry, I reminded Mom yesterday when I called for your addresses. Well, I hope you enjoy your day! And don't mention it, growing up with you two could have been worse...however, I did learn some great survival skills that have come in handy! Have a great day and I'll call later! Love, Al

Happy Birthday, both of you!

Happy Birthday!

AG didn't know you were a twin. AG's sibs are twins.

Thanks all. Everyone seems to be related to twins!

Have a great weekend! I wish you all could take me out for drinks. :)

Happy Birthday, Claire and Twin Brother. (What is his name, unless that's private info?) The reason my jaw drops when I learn someone (especially someone I think I know well)is a twin stems from my embarrassment that I was unable to intuit something so fundamental and significant about you. Was I just not paying attention?
Being a twin implies such specialness and sweetness. Who wouldn't want a twin who journeys through life with you, whether the two of you remain near or far? On at least one level (probably more) you're always united as singletons can never be. So it always peeves me that I didn't recognize the twin-aspect first thing. Have I lost all intuition, all receptivity to a person's identity? Forgive me. Congratulations, and how fun to spend your birthdays together!

His name causes confusion, Kathleen... I'll email you. It's either Glen or Eric or Glen Eric, depending on who's talking.

I don't think being a twin gives me any special sensitivities, just a greater ability to share space.

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