Philip's Birthday!!!

My birthday is November 13. I am fifteen years old. I go to the Stockbridge gas station bank carwash Saturday. I have card cake. They were cool.

I miss you, Dad. Dad ride airport in pickup truck.

( Today, Philip was writing about his birthday weekend and about Dad's trip. Unfortunately, we had a problem where we lost EVERYTHING that he wrote! OH NO! So I have tried to reconstruct the basic message that he had. We've lost some of the finer points, but these are pretty much the main points. )