A fine birthday
Well May 11 has finally come--it's my 21st birthday, and we had a great party at 32 Wheeler last night. I can't believe I made it this far, and I am sort of at a loss for words these days.
The world has changed so much since I turned 20, so much since 19 or 18. Who would have thought it?
I'm going off to have dinner with the family now. I must try not to think about the dogs of war that Mr Hersh published, try very hard.
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