My father is the patriarch of our extended family, and of course he's even more ancient than I am. Friends and family alike fondly refer to his age as “older than dirt” to edge around any awkward need for a more specific reference. For him, waking up in the morning is reason enough for celebration – but he's got another reason just now: he's come through a minor surgery (hernia repair) in fine shape. Through long experience, our family has discovered there's only one way to reliably tell what condition my dad is in: whether he's eating. And he's eating his favorite food – chocolate milkshakes :-)
So we're celebrating!
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