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My frosty age

I am sixty today. As much goodwill as misunderstanding of the time and its meaning has been sent me. I say that save for creaking bones and shorter breath nothing has changed in many years. Excluding chance and fate I will go on, perhaps as

Dylan Thomas says about his father; and I to mine, who died two years ago on Christmas Day. Listen to it and thanks. I am not too old to learn.

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Peter, Happy birthday! Is "nothing has changed" bragging or complaining?

Many happy returns!

Happy Birthday! Live a long time and with great joy. Sixty is no age at all.

To keep learning; here’s joy in that. Thanks for the poem. I’d have read it differently, but it’s a nice listen and a nice gift to give us on your birthday.

Sixty? Why, you’re just getting warmed up. Happy birthday, and Merry Christmas!

Happy birthday, Peter. And a very Merry Christmas to you and yours. I should hope to live as long, as well and as wisely.

Happy Birthday Professor. May you continue to teach boys to be men for many years; vigilant and virtuous. In addition to the wisdom of the past. Merry Christmas and God bless you and your family, and the Ashbrook Center as well.

Wait, I thought you were thirty! Happy Birthday!

Happy (belated) Birthday Peter, and Merry Christmas to all.

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