36 years. Period. Full stop.

Today July 12 is the 36th anniversary of my drink. It was at Kelly’s Irish Times on F Street.

Thank you Penny Hull, Valerie, Fritz, Larry, Bud and Rozann. Dad, I’m sorry I wrecked three cars. OK, four, arguably. Mom, you helped most, even though you washed my bong in the Kenmore for two summers.

No one is luckier than me. No one. I mean that.

I had the family. I had the friends.

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