Happy 80th Birthday Pop!



I am heading to the Fam Cabin in New York for my Dad's 80th birthday celebration tomorrow. He actually does not turn 80 until next week on 10/18 but this weekend was the date that worked for all four brothers, which turned out to be a fairly elongated communication process.

It seems a million years ago when we celebrated his 70th Birthday at the Cabin. Amazing how much shit can go down in a decade. I have washed ashore and am loving life again.

But, it all worked out for this weekend despite the drama with the Bros. Actually, it was not that bad. Just some tectonic family plates creaking.  

I have a killer case of brew, one that I spent at least an hour looking for, using my iPhone and checking the beer distributor's super-sized three ring binder for pricing. I like to shop for three things: Beer, Coffee, Books. All addictions-lite. I would fight to the death for words. willing to assume wounds for coffee, and I actually think I could give up beer. I would if God wanted me to. Instead, His counsel to me has been handle with care and appreciate.

I bought Victory's Weizenbock. I think that is the spelling. An intense autumnal high ABV beer. Came in under 50 bucks.  

If Pop utters his "Beer is Beer" mantra, I am going to withhold my brew. Drink your Wal-Mart swill. I know that sound harsh but I ain't spending hard earned cash when one doesn't value it. Dad or not. Much of our problems in life result from a lack of appreciation. We take for granted what we shalt not. But, we do. Then, we lose it or abuse it. And realize that we have lost the joy because we rejoiced in the gift rather than the Giver.

My Dad and Mom modeled the value of reading. The poster above hangs in my Dad's Condo. It bring me great affection to think about it. Books. Aaah. And so it goes, life does not bend to our wishes. We are to wish according to the preordained design.

See you next week my friends!    

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