Saturday, September 7, 2013

Happy Sixtieth!

My dad celebrated sixty years today. Sixty! We discussed a couple of those years over a dinner of soup and salad -  and found out that he's now comfortable with the term "middle-aged." (He figures the next sixty are bound to be just as great.) We talked about his first couple years in parochial school and the Friday lunches of nothing but delicious hot dogs. (He'd turn his ticket for two hot dogs upside down, in hopes someone would mistake it for a seven.) And when we celebrated his sixty years over a pumpkin pie, and the candles re-lit themselves... he acted shocked just to see my pirates' react. (I love my dad.)


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