If you're lucky enough to know the guy personally, then you understand what a unique specimen he is. Never has there been anyone so irresistibly likeable, yet so aggressively irritating. He'll make you a cup of tea and then poke you in the bottom with a spatula when you bend over to pick it up. That's our Andy. Nothing is sacred. Every moment is an opportunity for mischief. And he is nothing if not consistent. Unwavering. Relentless in his waggishness.
But much like Sears, Andy has a softer side.
He warms my PJs on the radiator as a nice treat for when I get home. He hand-writes letters to his students with feedback on their progress. He ends every phone conversation—whether it's with his grandma or a guy on his cricket team—with "I love you."
Right now, I can hear him singing Taylor Swift in the shower ("Rammy's gonna ram ram ram ram ram...").
Indeed, when you get past the bum-poking, shoulder-biting, ill-timed puns and prank phone calls, Andy has a heart of gold. He's thoughtful, intelligent and as dependable as a Swiss watch.
Happy Birthday, Ram!
Andy through the years
Young Andy, age 3? |
High school Andy with pals. |
Early uni years Andy. Image by Samantha Crago via Facebook |
Andy the university graduate. Image by Chris Devine via Facebook |
Andy in his post-university "figuring life out" stage. Image by Chris Williamson via Facebook |
Professional, hunky Andy with a new and improved wardrobe. |
Layered Andy on the annual January 2nd Woodcutters cricket match. |
HB AW,
Margaret
2 comments:
And, if I may add, he is as wise as to not take life seriously but instead to be serious with any moment he lives...
Happy Birth-anniversary-day!!!
(Big) George from Athens...
I love you!
So true Big G! Miss you!
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