'Twas a wonderful evening: Guitar music; psalm-singing; gourmet cheese, fruit, chocolate and wine; Billy Collins' poem "Forgetfulness"; Steve Martin's "Changes in the Memory After Fifty"; a speed round of Trivial Pursuit and Tri-Bond; stories galore; much laughter and a few tears; and all shared with people who love us (not the way a boy loves ice-cream, but rather the way God loves a sinner.) So far 51 is lookin' pretty good. My cup runneth over, yea verily.
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