Today I turn fifty

I’m doing well, despite the fact that my wife is slogging through a bout with COVID-19. I have a new job that I love. My bosses seem to like me. The United States of America is starting to come out of its flirtation with fascism. I’m coming out, inch by painstaking inch, of the broom closet. And my son is seeking and getting help for his mental health issues. I hope that my openness about mine have played a role.