My father turns 80 tomorrow. We're having a celebration for him, of course, and he's invited almost everyone he knows. It'll be loads of fun, I'm sure. He said what he really wanted for his birthday was for his friends to drop by and visit with him. That was his only wish.
It's hard to believe my father is 80 years old. But then, again, it's even harder to believe that all my siblings are over 50!
I guess we've aged right along with him - like a fine wine or a great cheese, but not the stinky kind.
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