Today would have been Allen’s 55th birthday. Thirty-five years ago for his first birthday with me, I bought him a unicorn music box that played this song. It was our song for as long as we were together, and still is.
Today is my father’s 90th birthday. He and his twin were inseparable growing up and even though they went their separate ways as adults, they still have that bond that only they can share. I wish them much love and goodness as they enter their tenth decade.
All systems are functioning within normal parameters, and I’m a year closer to retirement. I still have my friends and family, and that’s the best gift of all.
Here’s another ’63, not unlike the one we had when I was a kid, and the first car I was allowed to drive, although it was before I got my license. My parents let me put it in the garage every night, which was a real teachable moment: learning to park this behemoth in a garage that was designed for carriages or a Model T.