I hit the Big 6-0 at about 1:30 this morning -- and the sky didn't seem to fall. I've received a number of condolences from friends, family, and co-workers. Betsy Russell tells me that 60 is the new 40. But I can't remember as many nicks in the chassis when I was 40. Overall, I consider life very good. I have a wife of 34 years who still loves me in spite of my warts. Two kids (and a wonderful dotter-in-law) who are doing well. I live in a great community, with dedicated leaders, like Mayor Sandi Bloem, who shares my birthday. I attend a great, little local church. And I'm loved by a magnificent God Who isn't finished working on me. 'Tis all good. Now, for your Wild Card ...