What's in a Number?

When you hear the number 60, what does is mean? 12 x 5? 60 days same as cash? 60 minutes in an hour? Well, today, 60 takes on a whole new meaning. It's Butch's birthday! 

We happen to be in Seattle right now with 3 other couples---the Potters, Bohans and Broussards. We'll be boarding a ship tomorrow for an Alaskan cruise to celebrate our upcoming 40th anniversary along with the Potters and Bohans. Wow, 40 years. Seems like a long time, yet it has flown by.

That's why, honestly, Butch turning 60 seems so unbelievable. Where has the time gone? On our way to the hotel yesterday, we were talking with our friends about leaving St. Louis on January 1st, 1977 and how our landlord cheated us out of our $175 deposit. That was to be our moving money.

Butch had gotten a promotion to City Manager in Charleston, West Virginia with Central Parking System. Stephanie was a newborn and Sandy was 4. The landlord kept putting us off about inspecting the house. We didn't realize that he intended to cheat us. As a result, we ran out of money pretty quickly when we got to Charleston. We stayed a couple of nights at a flea bag motel. We ended up buying a rug and blanket from K Mart and sleeping on the floor of our apartment. Our furniture and belongings didn't arrive for 2 weeks---but that's another story.

Anyway, to say "we've come a long way baby" is an understatement. We were a couple of beer drinking (well, not me), smoking, bowling kids. It's been a great 40 years. We are blessed. And my 60 year old guy doesn't seem like it!