A Great Day!


There were a number of great moments in the ‘celebration of mediocrity’ as my buddy, Mike, dubbed my plans for my 60th.

It’s funny, but I had a stray thought as I stood at the first tee:

“Can I hit a golf ball at 60 years old?”

I hit a good tee shot, and we were off.

It was a little cold early one, but I was in short-sleeves and shorts by the third hole - wasn’t a cloud in the sky and I mostly stayed in the middle of the course.

We made a pact at a par 3 that if we are ever in the presence of any of the others - and made a hole in one - we would forever call that golfer, ‘Ace.’

Love those guys - don’t want to ever call any of them ‘Ace’ forever.

At home, we had lobster, steak, scallops and stuffed peppers. 

Kathy baked a cake

Plates were cleaned!

At night, the Yankees came on.

“They won’t lose on my birthday,” I announced, as I thought about Reggie hitting 3 bombs when I was 13.

Stanton hit a 💣 to put the Yankees up 6-2 and I exhaled, but it’s the playoffs and Cleveland is good.

The game was tied and I was incredulous:

“They can’t lose on my birthday!!!”

The final out (a bobbled ground ball) happened just minutes before my birthday officially ended.

Thhhhhheeeeeeeee Yankeeeeeeeeeessssss Wiiiiiiinnnnn!

I like my 60’s so far.

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