Someone wrote in a card yesterday
So you've finally hit the speed limit. I turned 55 yesterday. It was a nice day, low key, balloons at work with a small cookie cake. No fuss, no muss. We cut it, each got a piece and everybody went back to work. Are we brainwashed or what? Went to dinner with some good friends and had a really nice time. Good food too. My brother, my mother and my friend Carlo all called and left birthday messages and really bad singing. It's funny. Last night at dinner everybody talked about retiring. Everyone is looking forward to it, except for me. I've already done it once and if I have my way and my health, I'll work till the bitter end.