A Celebratory Moment for the Blog
I love serendipity, but I have to admit, this one strikes me as very weird. As some of you know, today is my 65th birthday. It’s an oddly important one for me. When I was a young teenager, for some reason (that now I have trouble understanding), I had the notion that anyone who could make it to 65 had done pretty well for him/herself and that it was a reasonable time to pass off this mortal coil (not that I had read Hamlet yet). At least it would mean not dying young. So I thought that it would be reasonable goal. Ai yai yai. Kids. Well, I no longer think of 65 as the goal in life. I mean, I don’t particularly want to double it, but I’m happy to plod along for a good long time still. The other reason that it is significant for me is that my dad died at 65. That was 1989, a good long time ago; and I remember at the time thinking that he was too young, [...]