I asked my father on his birthday, “So, how old are you now.”
“57 Chevy,” was his reply.
I guess that does sound cooler than Heinz 57.
Dad requested enchiladas, corn on the cob and a host of other yummies for his birthday dinner. For dessert mom (with Freesia’s help) baked up a delicious cake that had lots of apples in it.
I was at his house the next night and was hoping to get offered a piece but all I got was popcorn. Didn’t think I should ask for some since it was his special birthday dessert.