Yesterday was my birthday. And this annual event has occupied my thinking a little more than in past years.
I have fluctuated between competing emotions. For instance I have felt a little like the baseball great Ty Cobb, who played in a different era. He retired in 1928 at the age of 41 with a lifetime .367 batting average. When he was 70 a reporter asked, “What do you think you’d hit if you were playing today?” Continue reading