385 Years and Counting.

That’s five people. You do the math.

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We sat around the table the way we usually do, except due to COVID, we had not been together for a couple of months. We sat inside, although three of the five made us promise not to tell their wives. We toasted one of the group who had a birthday the day before. He turned seventy-nine. Young yet. No one is old until they reach eighty. We all agreed that eighty…

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I have been mumbling almost incoherently in response to life's problems for a long, long time. Contact me at djbermont@gmail.com

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