45 years old today. Strange. I think your mental image of yourself stops at a certain age — for me, sometime in my early/mid-thirties — and after that, you just look in the mirror and wonder where the extra years came from. Or went, as the case may be. Though I saw a picture of myself the other day, from the early nineties, and I looked shockingly young. Anyway, life is good — due in no small part to the ongoing support of you good people — so, happy birthday to me.
BY TOM TOMORROW