Ahhh,yes. Fifty. That's when I first noticed grown men and women referring to me as "Mister...", I was no longer "Yo, Dude..". Mind you, for the younger Anarchic Set I was still "Hey, Old guy..."
At 40 I distinctly remember the cliche being true that policemen and women looked like they just got out of high school...
So, Hippo Birdday two yews, Hippo Birdday deer Faayy-thuh, Hippo Birdday two yews. And many more, Faith!
And, may they all be fresh-aired and energetic like this one is for you now that you're a non-smoker...
Patrick
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B]1/18/2008
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 47
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 1,175
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $528.75
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 8 [B]Hrs:[/B] 18 [B]Mins:[/B] 31 [B]Seconds:[/B] 48