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When I was 45…


…. It was a very good year, to paraphrase Frank Sinatra.*

Perhaps it’s appropriate for someone who has spent a life largely immersed in pop music, someone who had the 45rpm spindle logo tattoo’d on his arm for his 45th birthday, but I’m now at the end of what turned out to be a very good year. A very busy one, but I think that inherently goes with the “good” part. Listing the things that went right these past 12 months would look like an ego trip, so I’ll keep them to myself; all I will say, in my defense, is that I’ve suffered my sufficient share of bad years and bad luck, so I’m perfectly happy to take my reasonable run of good fortune where I can get it. Plus, I know I put in the hours this past year; you don’t get anywhere by waiting for it all to come your way (he eventually came to realize).

So, now I’m 46. It doesn’t have the same ring to it; I won’t pay as much attention to it. But I hope to have another steadily upward 12 months. It’s nice to enjoy life. Love to the wife and kids, other family and all friends, for making it such fun.

And happy birthday to Mount Tremper neighbor Kate Pierson. She and Ann Peebles are about the only musical luminaries of note who share the same birth date. (Unless you count Sheena Easton or Marco Pirroni, and I’m not sure that I do!)

*-To get back to Frank Sinatra, When I was 17, it was even better!

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  1. 27 April, 2010 at 3:03 pm

    Happy birthday, my friend. I’m willing to bet you will be as extraordinary at 46 as you were at 45.

    Of course, it might be a bit tougher to find a tatt for that. ;)

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