I made it! Today is my birthday. 83 years ago during the throes of The Great Depression, the doctor my Daddy worked for, delivered me in the bedroom of the home where I lived in Maywood, Illinois, an idyllic village where I spent a carefree childhood, surrounded by playmates, playing house, jumping rope, roller skating, playing hopscotch, getting sprayed with the garden hose, starting high school, going to football and basketball games, cheering on the teams of Proviso high school, leaving for college at the U of I., making more great friends and enjoying fun times, then completing my education at the Registry Department of the U.S. Post Office, soon getting married to a special guy, later having kids, finally buying a home, eventually burying loved ones, and at the age of 77, leaving my beloved hometown, taking up residence with a daughter in a neigboring suburb, currently grateful for being retired for 24 years, fortunate enough to have a great family support group. Am I lucky, or what? Now, I'm taking things one day at at time, hoping I can live long enough to see a woman elected president or, if not, to watch the decline of the American Empire. C'est la Vie.
Thanks AALBC for allowing me to share my thoughts and historical reminiscences with you over the years, and a shout out to Troy, Chris, Pioneer, Del and Harry for stimulating my mind with your intellectual brilliance and home-spun wisdom, for familiarizing me with your technical expertise, and for giving me the benefit of your psychic gifts. Luv you guys!