Two momentous events occurred seventy years ago today. What must of you will remember if you are old enough is the attack on Pearl Harbor. Secondly, I was born on that day seventy years ago. I woke up today thankful that I can still jump out of bed and can do all things I still want to do. I may do them slower and for shorter periods of time. My second though was I will not get a birthday card from my mother this year. She was always so faithful in remembering my birthday and pointing out how old was getting. And she wasn't of course.
No special plans except going to my oldest daughter's for dinner with some family and friends.