Oh, I just turned 60. This is an odd thing for any of you who have not experienced it. It struck me that I had quite literally done 30 twice, and then that struck me as even more odd and slightly disturbing. It was at thirty that I had reached a point of reflection back on my life, having lived a life, no longer considering my self a child, or at least, somewhat less childish than before. And it was at thirty that I actually began to embrace in an adult sort of way a kind of religiosity, alb...
