Back in November as I was approaching my 40th birthday, I got a call from my friend Chip, one of those friends who’s really family. Chip is six months younger than I am — actually six months and five days younger — and has taken great delight in poking fun at me because I’m hitting the big four-oh.
Today, I’m happy to report, Chip has officially completed his fourth decade on this earth.
I would say that this milestone means that the chiding about being “old” is over. However, when I saw him two weeks ago during a visit to Tampa, he was quick to point out that I turned 40 first.
Some things never change. Happy birthday, Chip!