Ann wished me a happy birthday this morning, reminding me that I am now 365 days away from turning 40. This was the first time I have actually felt a twinge of disappointment at being reminded it was my birthday! As a guy once said, soon it will time to start counting backwards.
This picture is of Mom, Dad, Paul, Jim and myself in the summer of 1978. Oldest brother Tom must have been in Jamaica at that point. Jim was just back from the Peace Corps in Guatemala and Paul was going into his junior year at Cornell. This must have been that tripod camera my father had with the timer, where he'd set it and run like hell back to the sofa before the flash bulb went off.