Technically, the end of 65 won't be until next week, but at the very least it's a picture of me at the end of 2025. There's that old joke that if you think you look bad you should just take a picture of yourself today and look at it in five years, at which point you'll be amazed at how young and vibrant you were. I can't believe that this picture will ever convince me that the guy in it looks young and vibrant - and if I live long enough that the guy in the picture looks young and vibrant I'll be so senile that I won't know who he is. Having said all that, maybe I'll start a new tradition of including an end of the year picture, for history's sake. Janet snapped this one when we were down visiting her mother on Christmas day.
Well, at least that old guy looks happy and contented with life, which he is. He's very, very blessed.
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