I am sure as you read this blog you are beginning to think, "I don't know one other person on earth that makes more of a fuss over their birthday, birthday month and now birthday year". Its craziness isn't it, but I am having so much fun with it. To be honest, I can't believe I am now 67 years old. How did that happen so quickly? Everyone says that you should live life to the fullest. I believe all of this mayhem is my effort to have some fun while trying to live life to the fullest. In 1976, my Grandpa Dempsey died at 67 years old, I was 19 at the time. It seems weird to write this, but I thought he was old, and his time had come. I guess being old for me at that time was around 67. He seemed old, he had been ill for years and he looked and acted old. My grandchildren aren't even teenagers yet, so I'm not sure if they think I am old. I loved to spend time with my Grandparents, and I have such fond memories of them. But I never did any of the things with...