Thirty Four... jeeze. Two more years and I'll be the same age my mother was when she died. I'll be the same age my wife was when I met her (and yes ha ha Dr. Freud, it was a coincidence. She looked and acted a lot younger, and she thought I was a lot older than I was. We'd been dating for some time before we suddenly had a "Wait, how old are you?" moment).
I'm off to Michigan with the family to visit the inlaws for a few days, report when I get back .
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