I was born on this day in 1963. There is only one day in a person's life when the last two digits of their birth year matches their age. Today is that day for me.
I've tried to stop counting the years as I don't want to be reminded of my age. I think I'm doing pretty well. I remain very active and involved in stuff and most people guess me to be a lot younger than I am.
A late spring snow storm rolled through the prairie provinces this week. It actually started a couple of days ago and tapered off yesterday. Here in Edmonton we only got a couple of inches and by my birthday it had melted a bit. Out at Nordegg we got three or four inches, which mostly melted on the 16th, and then another dump fell on my birthday. I spoke to my friend Frank in Drumheller and he said they got about six or seven inches. My friend Chris in Calgary says they saw close to a foot. Parts of southern Saskatchewan, including some areas we just visited, got around 16 inches.
This will certainly help with the upcoming growing season, and hopefully put a damper on any potential wildfires this year. But as much as I enjoy winter I've always preferred that it be done and over with by the time my birthday rolls around.
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