So...now I'm 71 years, 11 months, 29days, and approximately 23 hours old. Ask me anything.
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August 22, 1941, 6:03 PM, at St. Margret's Hospital, Montgomery, Alabama.
In another hour I'll be 72.
Ask me anything.
According to my birth certificate:
My parents were both 'white', as was I.
It was a 'live birth' for which I am still thankful.
It was a full term pregnancy.
Mother was 25, father was 27.
"Is mother married to father of this child?" "Yes"
I'm no bastard.
"Was a blood test for syphilis made on the mother of this child during pregnancy?"
"Yes"
The results are not given. One can only hope.
"Congenital malformation? (Specify whether club foot, cleft palate, etc.)
Actually I DO have a 'congenital malformation'. My pinky toe on my right foot is cojoined with the next toe. I have a webbed foot.
Some interesting stuff on a birth certificate from 1941 Alabama.
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Happy birthday, Trof! 
But if I were you, I wouldn't let on about your webbed foot to graywarrior...
Here's to 72 more! 
In 1941 we didn't do daylight time.
So 6:03 then would be 7:03 now.
Have I got my head right on this?
Are you counting on your toes? 
It's a puzzlement.
I still manage about 2 1/2 miles of Nordic Walking on level pavement every morning.
Takes me about 45 minutes.
Then I'm through for the day.
There appear to be 364 days missing from your subject line.
Anyway, congratulations! You share a birthday with my brother-in-law who turned 70 today!
How many cats should I send you as a present?
Congratulations, newlywed.
Miz t; and I have been married for 44 years.
The 'secret' is never to run each other down.
Not even in jest.
OK, after about 40 years you can jest...a little
She has been my rock through thick and thin.
And we've had two or three 'thins' when I was laid off from my job as an airline pilot.
She went back to work as our 'cash cow' to help put our daughter through college with no student loan.
It's hard to express how much I admire this lady.
Never go to bed pissed off at each other is also good, but sometimes easier said that done.
Anyway, best of luck to you two.
I am not that far behind you...
Happy Birthday! 
Do you hang out at the coffee shop and converse with your friends about your bowel movements now that you are old?
And how many nightly trips to the loo.
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We spread a shower curtain on the floor.
Sat her highchair in the middle.
Put her in the chair.
Put the birthday cake on the tray.
And just let her go at it.
Followed by a bath and shampoo.
I'm almost exactly half your age. I turned 36 a few days ago.
I see the guy in the mirror and think "That couldn't be me?"
So how was life back in the dinosaur age? Just kidding! 
Happy 72 years to you, Happy 72 years to you, Happy 72 years dear trof, Happy 72 years to you.
Can't think of a better place to celebrate than here.
