This week has been odd in making some old connections. Last Saturday an old school-mate was diagnosed with a brain tumor. Sunday it was removed and reports are she is recovering well.

Then on Tuesday I got an email from a classmate in junior high school. Growing up in a military town it's not that unusual that he moved away and we lost touch, especially before the advent of the internet eased communication. It was a great surprise and I look forward to renewing that friendship and catching up on what life has been like for the last two decades. Finally in mentioning the contact to my parents I learned another school-mate and friend in high school had taken his own life a couple of years ago. All and all a bit of an odd week in regards to the old stomping grounds.

To paraphrase the Beatle's Sgt. Pepper, it was forty years ago today.... In the late summer of 1964 in the wheatlands of eastern Washington that two very special people came together. It was there, in the living room of my grand parents home that my parents were married. Congratulations on 40 years and here's to 40 more.