I had a birthday, once.

 Funny thing this life. I turn 65 in a couple of days. Everyone will wish me a happy birthday, but it won't really be.

You see my birthday is in the summer. When I was a child I should spend one summer on the East Coast with my mother's relatives and the next on the West Coast with my Father's relatives. Never with my own family and since I when to a school that was primarily a boarding school I never had any friends to celebrate with. 

Every year was with strangers. There was a cake I guess and some presents, but I only saw these people every other year and sometimes never before or again.

Then I got to music and I was on the road every summer. I knew the band but it was always more party than birthday.

When I was turning 40 I gave my wife at the time about 30 grand and described what I wanted to have for my first big party.

Two weeks before the event she asked me into her office and told me she had spent the money on a divorce. She also had claimed I was violent and had gotten a restraining order and the police were on their way.

Ten years later I threw my own party. IT WAS EPIC!!!

I was living in Nashville and had Southwest Airlines offer $50.00 one-way flights from anywhere they flew directly to Nashville. I had the Opryland Hotel offer $50.00 a night rooms. Sedan on Demand had 50.00 Limousine service. I booked the Nashville Palace and we drank every bit of whiskey, tequila, and miller lite they had in the bar. There was an open food buffet with a soup bar. Hey, I love soup. Ken Anderson designed the card and poster and we had a signing table. We had 3 bands and I think a few of the celebrities who showed up sang. I don't remember But I do know I danced and danced, and danced.

That was 15 years ago and people still talk about it.

I told them then my next big party would be at 75. So I guess I will start planning that one soon. I am going to make that one EPIC also!!!