I've been scrapping pictures of Betty today so I thought I'd find a postcard from one of her adventures. She was in Budapest in the summer of '97 and sent me this for my 21st birthday. She said she would have a beer with me in spirit to mark the occasion if she could get the bartender to understand her. Of course, I didn't even get to drink on my birthday. I was in Houston and was about to start my summer internship. Didn't know anyone yet, but a fellow intern took me to dinner at a 50s diner. And the same day, Randi and Mike got to see U2 on the Popmart tour. It wasn't a very happy birthday!