STILL FULL OF SAP, STILL GREEN

My birthday is tomorrow: 68 years of age!

I look forward to a fruitful year.

That’s my grandfather, Pa we called him, a kindly bricklayer who kept his own counsel, after retirement dozed in his armchair, and kept a tin of hard candies at all times by his side which he very generously shared.

Pa hailed from Scotland and the story goes that I was so named because while courting, my father sang to my mother at tune from the old country called “A Wee Hoose ‘Mang the Heather.”

Harry Lauder was a Scottish singer and vaudevillian–and I am proud to say we wore the same kind of cap!