Happy Birthday to you Mr. Jim Ode!
Fond memories abound of our families during the early ’60’s, and other short visits since. Such as….. dinners at your home in Rochester (including the time of the funny smell, which was the melting light bulb, under my father’s hat) and in Ithaca (Cornell sauce BBQ chicken, a summer favorite ever since). Meeting you backstage at Eastman prior to a concert.
Hope you have a wonderful celebration of your 8 decades. Here’s to a few more blessed adventures.
Cheers,
Dale Anderson
p.s. Bob and Harriet Anderson are my parents. I am their eldest son. Keith and Miriam are my siblings.
p.s.s Greetings to your family. Fond memories of childhood fun.
