It was the Fall of 2005 when I first got the big idea. In just over six months I would be celebrating a half-century of living and breathing on planet Earth. One hundred years earlier life expectancy for a male in Alabama was only 39 years, so in the big scheme of things turning fifty as a healthy man was a milestone. We Americans always extra-celebrate birthdays #1, #10, #13, #16, #21, #40, #50, #80, and hopefully #90. After that, we celebrate the passing of months, not years.
