Sitting on our porch, a favorite spot this summer. Our anniversary was in mid-June, and then later, Alice’s birthday. Soon after we celebrated 20,000 days since we met, way back in 1966. This week we were on a business trip and heard on Wednesday evening that my 97 year-old Mother had fallen and broken her femur. The next day (My 73rd birthday), I stopped in at 6 stores, in two states, and headed home, arriving by 10:20 pm, so we could be there for Mom’s surgery this afternoon. My wife and I are now the same age. I am sure we will find some time later in which to celebrate my birthday!
