Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

July 20 1949

Today July 20th is my birthday. I made it to 61 in fairly one piece minus an appendix, tonsils and a gall bladder. My crusty aortic valve apparently is the result of a manufacturer’s defect; however my mother already warned me that the warranty on my parts has long expired. So it will need replacing at my expense sometime in the near future.

All in all I’ve had a pretty good life. I have a very smart and beautiful wife – when we married we contributed to our partnership each a pair of bright, happy and healthy kids from previous spouses. Some of them in turn have begat another four raucous and happy grand kids who we thoroughly enjoy.

I was born in the best place one could possibly hail from: San Francisco, California. It is a remarkable city with a colorful history and a unique feel about it even today which is quite unlike any other city I have known. I’m very proud to claim it as my birthplace.

I am thoroughly happy with the name my parents gave me. I share it with many other Roberts of distinction: Robert Oppenheimer, Robert DuVall, Robert De Niro, Robert Frost, Robert Lewis Stevenson, "Robert the Bruce" of Scotland, Robert Hook (father of microscopy), Robert E. Lee. Robert is of Germanic origin meaning “bright”. It’s a versatile name; I can be Robert when austerity is called for yet be Bob when hanging out with family and friends. My mother once told me she had considered naming me “Steve” – I’m glad she didn’t, my three best friends growing up were all named Steve.

Remarkable events have fallen on my birthday over the years: July 20. In 1960 the first submarine fired a Polaris missile. Neal Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin landed on the moon on my birthday in 1969. In 1994 Comet Shoemaker-Levy crashed into Jupiter.

I grew up under the fearful cloud of Communism yet I lived to witness it crumble into rubble in divided Berlin. I have seen two presidents shot, (one killed) the culmination of the Civil Rights movement and noted multiple revisions of the World Atlas as several countries changed their names. I’ve witnessed computers shrink from room size to the palm of my hand, I’ve watched (on black-and-white TV) the first surgery done on beating hearts and had my own life spared more than once by medically cultured bread mold.

I’ve not always loved my work, but I was always paid adequately and never had to give up my weekends or holidays. As a young adult I had aspired to be a movie director. That wish came true when I released my documentary, “Andrus” in 2008. The fact is that almost all of my fondest wishes eventually came true.

The overriding majority of the combined knowledge of all mankind has been accumulated during my lifetime. And I exist amongst the first generation of humans on this planet who may have unlocked the secrets to the very origins of our universe.

My home is situated in the most beautiful part of the most beautiful country on this planet. In my lifetimes I’ve known great food, fantastic sex, true friends and shared in the most profound gift of love.

And, for my birthday, my wife will be making me a spice cake with chocolate frosting - My absolute favorite! I couldn’t ask for a better life.


Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Happy Birthday Nancy

This is Nancy. Today, June 16th, is her Birthday. I won’t divulge her age but most people who guess are surprised to find out she is older than she looks.

Aside from my trying to convince her how utterly brilliant I am at Jeopardy during evening cocktails, Nancy truly is the smartest person I know. There are few decisions beyond “light or dark beer” that I make without consulting her first. She has the uncanny ability to see that which I overlook; rooting out the dust bunnies accumulated in the crevices of my brain. She keeps my “feet on the ground” and my “nose to the grindstone”. She’s the last person I talk to before I sleep and the first one I see in the morning. Sometimes, if I’m lucky, some mornings she even brings me coffee.

Nancy can’t sing or play an instrument; she’s not athletic and she’s nervous around most animals. But in the stuff that matters she’s got a lot of Chutzpah. Nancy is not above encouraging our taking “calculated risks” to move us forward together.

Nancy worked for many years as a Social Service Worker with Child Protective Services. On more than one occasion police officers have told her they couldn’t do her job.

There have been people who have not always treated her well. Yet in the 25 years I have known her, I have never heard her use a hateful word against another person. I have never known her to lie and never has she EVER intentionally hurt another person.

Nancy believes that it’s not enough to simply treat others the way you would wish to be treated – one needs to help other people whenever and where ever one can. If you were to look up the definition of Integrity in the dictionary, her picture would be right next to it.

I’m the lucky guy she chose to be her partner. Sure, she isn’t perfect, but she’s pretty damn close... and my life is a whole lot richer for being part of hers.

Happy Birthday Nancy... and many more.

Friday, May 22, 2009

Gotta Have


I have absolutely no clue what the hell this thing is... but my birthday is coming up in a couple of months and I have to have one!!