I don’t really blog on my birthday, so I need to steal stuff from other people. Even myself.
How am I going to be able to remember how old I am THIS year, without doing the math?
Ah, the (19)62 World Series, between my two favorite teams at the time, the New York Yankees (Roger Maris, Mickey Mantle, Whitey Ford) and the San Francisco Giants (Willie Mays, Orlando Cepeda, Juan Marichal). Great 7-game series.
Also, for some businesses, such as Amtrak, I’m a SENIOR CITIZEN.
Here’s a picture of me with younger sisters Leslie (l) and Marcia, probably from the fall of 1963. Virtually all the family photos come from Marcia scanning them, then posting them to Facebook.
When Arthur turned 56 (whippersnapper!) a month and a half ago, he wrote:
I’ve also become increasingly aware as the years pile up of how important it is to record all sorts of things that mark progress through life. Memory isn’t anywhere near as reliable as many people assume, but it tends to become less reliable as the years pass…
…it was through writing these posts that I realised just how highly I regard my birthday, not merely for the celebration or being the centre of attention… but because birthdays symbolise for me a fresh start, a new beginning, with the promise of unexplored territory ad, sometimes laying just at the horizon or maybe around a bend, but there all the same. Looking back, then, has reminded me how much I value looking forward, and moving ahead.
What he said.
I must note that today is the 50th anniversary of Bloody Sunday, the first disastrous attempt for civil rights activists to cross the Pettus Bridge in Selma. I was outraged, not only by the actions of the police, but by the fact that they dare do that ON MY 12TH BIRTHDAY. Talk about narcissism.
Here’s an article about a Japanese American activist heading back to Selma to commemorate the march.
On a cheerier note, this is the 10th wedding anniversary of Rebecca Jade, the eldest niece, to Rico Curtis.
The #1 song on Wednesday, March 7th, 1900 was Ma Tiger Lily by Arthur Collins
The #1 song on Thursday, March 7th, 1901 was Stars and Stripes Forever by Sousa’s Band
The #1 song on Friday, March 7th, 1902 was Tell Me Pretty Maiden by Byron G Harlan, Joe Belmont and the Florodora Girls
The #1 song on Saturday, March 7th, 1903 was In the Good Old Summer Time by Haydn Quartet
The #1 song on Monday, March 7th, 1904 was Bedelia by Haydn Quartet
The #1 song on Tuesday, March 7th, 1905 was Give My Regards to Broadway by Billy Murray
Happy Birthday! 62 is the new Green!
Yes, Happy Birthday, Roger, and Happy Anniversary to Rebecca and Rico…thanks for attending their wedding 10 years ago, on your birthday…that was very special and something we’ll always remember and be grateful for. Have a wonderful birthday. Love you!
Happy Birthday!! I saw it pop up as a reminder on Facebook, but it does that in MY timezone, not yours. This confuses me. So glad you posted so that I have a place to properly wish you a happy birthday!
I’m going to argue that it’s not narcissism, if only because I had the same reaction when Timmy-Poo McVeigh blew up the Federal Building downtown on the anniversary of what my high-school girlfriend and I had declared to be Our Day.