Since my thirtieth birthday was actually more than fifty two years ago I haven’t any idea how I celebrated it. I do remember that I dreaded becoming thirty. Somehow it felt like I was becoming OLD. I do remember how I celebrated my sixtieth. Bob planned a surprise party for me. He ordered meat and had friends bringing other foods. He invited friends and family. It was a total secret until a few hours before people arrived. He went into cleaning mode and was of all things, sweeping the cement in front of the garage. That’s when I got suspicious and asked what was going on. It ended up being a very nice party. He had planned it well!