Happy Birthday, Tommy

My stepdad used to tease me about being vegan, but once he said, "You know what drives me crazy about the way you eat?"
And I said, "What's that?"
And he said, "I can't cook you nothin' to eat.  I don't know what to make you.  And it drives me crazy."
He thought for a minute with this perplexed look on his face, and then his expression suddenly lit up.
"What about fruit?!  You can eat fruit, right?"
I laughed, and just said, "yes, I love fruit."
"Okay, then.  I'll make you a fruit salad.  A huge fruit salad.  Can I do that for you?"
"Of course.  I'd like that."
And he always made me fruit salads, huge ones... with all kinds of fruit, every single time I visited.
Happy Birthday, Tommy.
We miss and love you.