Recently I celebrated my 63rd birthday (as is well-documented I don't like birthdays which end in a _3 because you can't pretend that you're still cruising through the previous decade - 63 is clearly 70, and 70 is 100) but this one was lovely. Janet was down in Boston on work-related activities, but my friends Kevin and Marcelle ventured into the wilderness of central Vermont to treat me to lunch at Sarducci's. It was a lovely time.
Kevin philosophizing.
My son thinks Marcelle and I are related mainly because we have the same hair (a gift from my grandmother Maude).
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