This should have been yesterday, but we've never been too fussy about the date. Om left me a message on the fridge. Pretty cute for an old guy who struggles to locate his sense of humor, eh?
In case you didn't see that I re-ran last year's post on Facebook, I direct you to 44 years, but who's counting, 1,2,3... plus 1.
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