Where was I on the penultimate day of February during this leap year? At my favorite pizzeria having lunch, as usual on any of my sons' birthdays.
No one showed of course. It's a little ritual I have, because maybe one of them will show up someday.
This one, Danny, as I found out this month, is now married. Good to know.
He coulda brought his wife, or his brothers, or any combination. Welcome to the family, Laura.