My Beatle birthday -- 04/29/07

When I get older losing my hair,
Many years from now.
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine.

Yes, this is my Beatles birthday...

Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.

I'm sixty-four years old... been hanging around on this planet since April 29, 1943.

And Nancy and my brother managed to surprise me...

I had just returned home Friday night from spending the week in Las Vegas at a technical conference. Saturday afternoon I was here at my computer attempting to catch up on a week's worth of e-mail and blogs and journals. Nancy was in the kitchen when the phone rang. She answered it and was chatting for a minute or two and then called me into the kitchen. She said "It's your brother" and handed me the phone. I took it and began talking with Charlie. After another minute or two I asked him if he was on his cell phone because it seemed to me that his voice was taking on an echo quality. He said "Yeah, I'd better hang up and re-dial."

And then he stepped through the door into the kitchen, snapping a picture with his camera as he entered the room. No doubt he has a picture on his camera of me standing there open-mouthed with a startled look on my face.

Nancy grabbed our camera and got a shot of me and Charlie and Jill
So there we are... me at one day younger than sixty-four, baby brother Charlie who is a mere lad of sizty
(won't hit sixty-one until late August), and Gillian who is just days short of a quarter century..

Jill and Jeremy joined us for dinner (fixed by Nancy in honor of my birthday) then Nancy and Charlie and I met Nancy's mother and sister Janet to attend a very good performance of Oklahoma! at The Prout School and upon our return home the three of us sat and talked until almost midnight (actually, that's when Nancy went to bed... Charlie and I probably stayed up for another hour).

Charlie headed back home today and Nancy and I (plus at least one of the kids and significant other) will go out to the Mews Tavern (where, as a Mews VIP member I'll get my birthday dinner and beverage free).

Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.
Paul McCartney

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