For helping to keep the real traditions like going to Redondo pier to get the seafood for our traditional Italian Christmas Eve feast. For not being too proud to help out in the kitchen or any where else for that matter. For visiting your brother out in the middle of the desert when it was over 120 degrees when no one else in the family would. For teaching my son the subtle nuances of Monolopy and poker as well as going to his baseball games. And, for coming up with witty expressions like "The Late Mouse Gets The First Piece of Cheese" and magical, endearing moments like "Salamander Patrol."

A very happy 50th birthday to you brother Marc...the true Lizard King.