The birthday parade of family members born under the sign of Taurus begins Sunday. Grandson Collin has a birthday on Sunday (I think this number 21). That means he is officially an adult. The problem is he is on the island of Okinawa in the western Pacific and he won’t be celebrating with family. Happy Birthday Collin.
On Monday, nephew Mike in Sheboygan celebrates his birthday. Happy Birthday Mike.
On Tuesday, the greatest family birthday of all is celebrated. Happy Birthday to Me!
Grandson Grant has stopped here for a day or two as he and his mother tour some potential college campuses. Yesterday was UW-Milwaukee. He got to see the “Lion King” presentation at the PAC here in Appleton last night. Yep, the play ends the same. Baby Lion Cimba reclaims the throne of his dead father. Spectacular costumes.
Now about my brush with “Green”. At the “Lion King” performance, I sat next to a man with the last name of Green. His father, Harley was the official Green Bay Packer photographer in the 1940’s, 1950’s, and 1960’s. Harley has many pictures on display in the Packer Hall of Fame. His pictures were released to newspapers and used for things like player portraits on “football cards”. I let the son (58 years old) know that I am an owner of the Packers. He wasn’t impressed. The father has had season tickets for over 60 years and now the son uses them. Some day, three grandchildren will have to fight over two tickets. Alas, my chances for buying season tickets fades because nobody ever releases their rights.
So the world keeps turning. Stay warm.
Love,
Dad