We’ve carried 57 years quite well 

At times so trying, feeling less than swell

Who can boast a legacy so long

A friendship, a lifetime, our connection, our song. 

Traditions and memories, our tables for two

When we started as teenagers our innocence so true

Celebrating and mourning, holding tight to the bond we’ve formed

Our friendship our secret of Lucky

A place where we belong. 

Tonight we honor this daunting round number, as we have for half a century plus 

Let’s toast our elongated togetherness 

With beauty and laughter, and certainly no fuss.

My dear, exceptional Shoshanna

A woman I use to call Sue

Blessed to share this sweet moment “57” undoubtedly, who knew?