I’m never allowed to forget my birthday…St. Patricks Day. For some reason a St. Pats birthday stands out. I can’t really complain, my favorite color is green and green was always a sign of Spring coming, so that was a comfort. The day always signified that winter was coming to an end.
This year I turn 64. For some reason, I can’t get that Beatles song out of my head, “Will you still love me…when I’m 64?” I have to admit, I still love my wonderful wife Jane as much as the day I met her, and I suspect it is mutual. Some things just get better with age.
This year I’ve had so many more people wishing me happy birthday. Many are readers of THREE HUNDRED ZEROES, total strangers, people I’ve never met. Thank you all, what a comfort to know that so many people would care that much. I hope I’ve given you as much in return with the book.
Thanks all…
Dennis “K1” Blanchard