Thanks Adam for pointing out that my older sister could not have turned 31. I just wanted to see if people were paying attention 😉
Yes, I corrected it. My sister turned 33. I am 31, wishing that I can turn 31 again. Or 21. That would be perfect. I remember my 21st birthday clearly. I was at Forestry Camp. It was the summer between my Junior and Senior year in college. The camp cook baked me a huge vanilla cake with cream cheese frosting and ’21’ outlined in grapes. She made enough cake to serve 75. It was really nice of her.
Then my friends took me to the local pub for drinks. “A Long Island Iced Tea for the birthday girl!”
The bartender checked IDs, took one look at me, then insisted, “I am not serving this girl unless someone can promise me that she’s going to get home ok.” They shouted back to pour the drink. Of course I would get home ok. I did. That was an amazing summer. About 30 college kids enjoying a summer filled with nature, hiking, adventure, friendship, love.
Happy Halloween! I am off to the Castro.