I am certain there's no need for wifi where you are, Mom. You know my sentiments before I type them. On this day, what would have been your 75th birthday, I report that your three sons long ago stopped beating the crap out of each other. When we ride in an automobile together, we don't cross each others' border lines. Surprisingly, none of us have a prison record, that I'm aware of. We have good jobs and are doing the best to raise your grandchildren in love-filled, forgiving homes, just like the one you provided us. We are happy and at peace, but miss you today and every day.