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I turned 70 today and, yes, I’m still counting down. It won’t be a habit unless I continue to do it.

Birthdays are great and, thankfully, I still feel young enough to believe that. I’m not concerned about any rapidly approaching expiration dates (beyond that of the milk I drank this morning) and I’m far from ready to spend too much time pondering the past or considering the future. The present is pretty grand in itself. It features all the things I really need – a great wife and kid, several lasting friends, a generous family, a paying job, and my health. I’m happy to hang out in it.

As birthday wishes rain down (I just received a personal rendition of Happy Birthday from my father. I believe he’s a baritone.), I’ll put all that getting old stuff aside in favor of playing with my toys. Oh yes, toys. What would a birthday be without them?