HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JER - November 17, 1929

My dear, sweet longsuffering husband turns 81 today. You all know him if you read many of my blogs. Most of the time what I say is the honest truth. He knows, and I'm sure you suspect, that sometimes I take "literary license" with the facts. He's really a good guy, mostly patient, always helpful, and will eat anything I cook, unless it's Sauerkraut. As a birthday present to him I'm going to share his life with you visually.

I came into his life when he he was in his early 40s. I personally think he has aged very well. Come on, take a pictorial walk with me through his life.

Life always starts out on a bare-skin -- er, bearskin rug!


His bar mitzvah at the Breed Street Shul in Los Angeles was the first really big event of his life at age 13.


The second major event of his life was a "three-fer" -- graduation from MIT, Commissioning as a Lieutenant in the Army, and marriage to Carole Kaufman.


After Carole's passing in her early forties from breast cancer, I typed my way in Jerry's life by being hired at the company where he worked. That was more than 35 years ago. And we've had lots of fun.


In September we went to Santa Monica beach to participate in a Tashlik service. Jerry bundled up to keep warm and kept his eye on the littlest granddaughters to make sure they were safe and close at hand.

I personally think he's aged very well. He has beatiful silver hair. He has skin that stays tan through the winter months when the rest of us are looking like pale ghosts. He plays 18 holes of golf every Sunday morning with his son. What medical conditions he has are well-maintained and he always does exactly what the doctor says. Obviously he is doing things right. No one can believe that he is 81. And just today he said that he has now lived longer than anyone else in his family has. And I'm glad he's taken me along for the ride.

However, just so you know, there are some mornings when he gets up and what with the aches and pains he feels like a really-worn out senior citizen. I found a photo that approximates what he looks like on those mornings. Scroll down for a peek.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR JERRY.