My late mother told me that I was born at about 6 am central european time, which would be midnight eastern time. In about two and a half hours, I reach age 50 and, as the header says, enter my sixth decade of life.
If there's anything to celebrate, it's the unlikely feat of having survived for half a century despite being totally unviable and having no business surviving infancy, let alone into middle age. Beyond that I'm not an occasional person, and my small family (only myself, my father and my brother) tends to commemorate birthdays only by having the other two buy the birthday person a special meal of his choice. I chose California Sandwiches from the California Restaurant. It will be a treat to eat one of those for dinner tomorrow.
If there's anything to celebrate, it's the unlikely feat of having survived for half a century despite being totally unviable and having no business surviving infancy, let alone into middle age. Beyond that I'm not an occasional person, and my small family (only myself, my father and my brother) tends to commemorate birthdays only by having the other two buy the birthday person a special meal of his choice. I chose California Sandwiches from the California Restaurant. It will be a treat to eat one of those for dinner tomorrow.