I’m 74 now.
I ran out of fingers a long time ago.
This is what I looked like
in the olden days.
These are chocolates I got from Rose.
I got 3 birthday cards too.
That’s almost a record these days.
Most others come in email.
It’s all good.
I’m thinking of changing my birthdate and not
telling anybody what it is.
Soon I won’t remember anyway.