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Happy Birthday Ben!!!!

I have a very special friend named Ben. He has autism. I have worked with him for over 11 years now. I have seen him grow in to the person that he is today. It has not always been easy, but as much he has learned from me, I have learned from him. He calls me his "brown mom" and I have no problem with calling him my "son". I look forward to seeing what holds for him next.  I want to wish him a great 18th birthday (which is hard to believe) and we are going to party tonight like it is 1999..(like he knows what that song is...LOL).
Ben and I at a Halloween party and neither one of us were drinking the beer in front of us. He was Harry Potter.

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