Today is my birthday

Yes, I was born on 2/22/1950 in Washington D.C. on George Washington’s birthday. My mother Grace played cards (was it canasta)  with my dad Tom and his parents until they insisted she go to the hospital. At the hospital they knocked her out and got out the thongs (I can still  feel the dent on the side of my head) and pulled me out. I have a feeling I wanted to stay inside. Grace woke up and said that was fun let’s have another. Grace loved babies. Kids; not so much.  I used to be a holiday. George Washington’s’ birthday was a national holiday, no school. I loved that, it made me feel special. I can remember as a kid trying to imagine what it would be like in the year 2000, I couldn’t. And now here I am in the year 2015 at the age of 65, with still so much to see, so much to do.