Sunday, January 09, 2005

Happy birthday to me

For as long as I can remember I've known I share this birthday with Richard M. Nixon, the disgraced 37th president. In fourth grade we all wrote a report about a president of our choosing, and I gleefully chose Tricky Dick. The choice seemed to distress my teacher, Mrs. Brewer, but I figured the coincidence had to mean something. I wasn't the only pupil who looked for a connection: Kelly Taylor wrote hers on Zachary Taylor.

Unlike Jesus, I didn't found a world religion in my 33rd year. But he had some help.

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