How the heck did that happen?  Last year at this time I was recovering from cancer surgery.  This year I’m working on not having any more heart attacks.  I’m more fit now than I’ve ever been in my life.  I hardly know myself.  I’m one lucky man.  It’s a wonderful life, thanks to Sarah, most adored wife, and Ethel the pup.

The fiction flows, my stories find good homes, and I even have a new agent, Michele Mortimer of Darhansoff & Verrill selling my wares.  Even first novel Wilderness won’t stay dead and is being re-released in February.

I loved my classes this year and wish I could teach more.  Kids these days!  Far as I can tell, they’re fantastic.

So I’ll take 62 more years—or whatever’s on offer.  Thanks to everybody who stops by here once in a while.  I’d offer you some cake and ice cream, but I’m not supposed to eat that stuff.
Here’s a picture of Ethel and Sarah planning our next outing.  I’m sure it will be a blast: