Birthdays
Birthdays
Monday was another birthday.
I was born 2,461,622,400 seconds ago in a raging, flash, New York City snow storm at Women’s Hospital.

I came in an innocent at the weight of 9 pounds 8 ounces.
Little did I know!
My life’s dark corner stones: Pearl Harbor, “JFK Shot!”, 9/11 and now this presently incurable Pandemic!
What next?
It can only get better!

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