I usually mention about this time every year that August 13 is kind of a special day around here. It’s the day that Claire and myself went on our first official date and it’s also my dad’s birthday.
I suppose that I should mention that it’s also International Left-Handers Day, but somehow that pales in significance compared to the other reasons to celebrate today.
Mine and my dad’s birthdays alway fall on the same day of the week — this year, that’s a Sunday. It’s the 33rd Sunday of this year — and — there are only 140 days left in 2023.
In 1971, the year of our first date, August 13th was a Friday — turns out that was a good omen.
My dad was born in 1908, so today would be his 115th birthday.
And 52 years ago today, we went to see Blood, Sweat and Tears.
So August 13 remains special around here.
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