I'm here very early this year, Martin, as later in the month will be hectic. I did not want a busy schedule to deprive me of the chance to let you know I'm thinking of you in your birthday month and that I hope happy memories of you are a comfort to your Mom, Emily & your entire family. You were quite the story teller, trivia wizard, adventurer and (mostly lame) joker, so I'm sure they have a wealth of memories from which to choose. Still, the void of your physical absence can't be fully filled.
Last year, I learned of an African-American falconer who, once a year, usually on or near the anniversary of his mother's death, releases one of the hawks, eagles, owls or other birds of prey that he's rehabilitated after injuries. As he does, he recites the names of loved ones he's lost & last year he invited others to provide names of loved ones who had passed so he could recite them as well. Along with my parents', brother's & Angie's names, yours was lifted on the wings of a hawk.