On June 10th, I added a 37th candle to my birthday cake. And, I don't know about you, but I've never been very big on celebrating me. But, as I get older, each year takes on a different meaning. My wife and kids celebrated me and I got some cards in the mail. All of that I love. There are 3 distinct things that I found myself thinking about: I am looking back. I remember having a birthday party at McDonalds when I was a kid. I remember that even on my sister's birthday I would get a gift (and...
