And Now It's 55 Years Later

Gabe turned 10 yesterday. Therefore, I feel old and feeble. That I have a 10 year old son means I am old.

You can't argue with me about this, it's just true.

However, I am young at heart thanks to my mid-life crisis hobbies (cycling, ie wearing garish spandex in public; guitars, etc). And my rugged good looks. And my amazing wit and vast charm. And...stuff.