I had sent John a private message on his birthday but I decided to go ahead and post birthday greetings here as well. It’s better late than never, but never late is always better. I remember when I turned 50 and I went in for my yearly physical. The doctor told me that he would need a urine sample, a stool sample, and a sperm sample. So I gave him my underwear. I remember when I was younger, I would sometimes forget to zip up my pants. Now I forget to unzip them. When I pee. And it takes longer for me to rest than it takes for me to get tired. Because of that, I don’t have much of a social life. My back goes out more than I do. My little black book still has plenty of names in it, but they all begin with Dr. My idea of a hot time these days is putting a heating pad on my back. The only time I get lucky is when it takes me less than thirty minutes to find my car in the Walmart parking lot. In all seriousness, if you haven’t grown up by age 50, you don’t have to. Happy Birthday John.