YOU'LL FIND HIM ON THE SIDE OF LAW AND ORDER

Yesterday (Saturday, April 14) was my birthday. I’m now 71. As a good friend of mine says every year on his birthday, so far it feels a lot like 70.

Unlike most Zero year birthdays, turning 70 last year felt like a big deal for some reason, so I decided to look up my life expectancy at birth. It turns out that males born in 1947 had a life expectancy of 64.4 years. I felt strangely proud of beating the Grim Reaper. It was like getting an “exceeds expectations” on a personnel evaluation.

Another interpretation of the same information is that I’m living on borrowed time.

I’ve got some aches and pains associated with old age, and I could stand to lose a few pounds, but otherwise I’m in good health, and I have every hope of living long enough to see constitutional government restored to the United States of America.

I thank everyone who offered birthday wishes on Facebook, as well as those who have said nice things about the things I post. I appreciate it.

The photo accompanying this post is me in 1951, a few weeks after my th birthday.  That kid had no idea what was in store for him in the next 67 years!