It’s Thom’s 21st birthday. Boy, did that come fast. I was under the impression we just brought him home from the hospital. (Of course, my time sense is getting severely telescoped these days. Seems like I can still see the dust rising from the ’69 Cubs team falling on its face.)

Anyway, he’s up in Eugene, where birthday weather will be overcast but maybe not rainy. TB, have a great one, and I’ll wait till you’re back down here to toast the day.

One Reply to “21”

  1. Telescoping time…don’t you just hate it when that happens?
    I feel your pain. My youngest (my baby for chrissake) is approaching his 17th birthday and is now taller than me (and I’m 6’4″). What’s worse is that he now plays guitar better than me, too.

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