Down in the Valley…

…where the green grass grows (or Bay), there lives a man who’s 90 years old.*

Or young.  He’s pretty spry for an Eagle Scout who went to Annapolis, and then Divinity School, and then the Sub-Continent as a Missionary and school Principal. Pretty fly for a spry-guy.

Happy Birthday Dad — and Mom who’s birthday was a week earlier and… no, nooo… you never disclose a woman’s age. 🙂

(*And that’s not exactly how the Boy Scouts taught me the song – or maybe it was the Church camp…)

 

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The semi-sprawling adventures of a culturally hegemonic former flat-lander and anti-idiotarian individualist, fleeing the toxic cultural smug emitted by self-satisfied lotus-eating low-land Tesla-driving floppy-hat wearing lizadroid-Leftbat Califorganic eco-tofuistas ~

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