Turned 51 on Sunday.

Well, I turned 51 on Sunday. My brother, Danny, had a small party for me at his place. Tom and his girlfriend, Terri, Steve, John, his landlord, Pete, and an old friend of mine from years back, Darlene, were there. We got to have chicken,hamburgers, hotdogs, sausage, and three types of salad to eat. We also had adult beverages, which were drunk in moderation. In between the conversations, we got to enjoy people in boats going up and down the Mohawk River. For over 7 hours we had a good time. Then the party broke up under good circumstances, with the best part being that Darlene said she waouldn't be a stranger to me anymore. and that was the best present of all!

Thats great. This calls for a party here as well.



Wish you many long years of life.

Hey, I'll have a drink to that! Everyone here is invited. Beers are on the Wally Meister. Come one come all!