Tomorrow, October 1st, is Grandpa John's birthday. I lost track of his age years ago when he turned 60. One thing is for sure, however. If his birthday cake candles were lit in a crowded theater, you could yell, "FIRE!" and not be arrested.
Happy birthday, Grandpa John. We go back a long way, don't we? I remember when we were teenagers you thought that the government should do our rail-splitting for us, since 'the rich' could afford to hire someone, but we had to split it ourselves if we wanted to keep our livestock from straying. You thought it sooo unfair.
Well, Happy Birthday, and please, please vote for McCain/Palin.