“So… are you coming back for my birthday this year?” My very first memories as a child are not of my own birthdays but instead of those of my older brother, Das, who has Down syndrome.
Das’s birthday parties are always epic and include at least 30 of his best friends and family joining the festivities. His parties always include time for “the band” to rock out to N*SYNC, the Backstreet Boys, and Michael Jackson.
Following that, everyone rapidly — often, too rapidly — scarfs down burgers and French fries. And then comes the pinnacle event: speech time, when Das goes person by person and individually shares how much each person has meant to him.
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