Turned 56 yesterday. I don’t mind getting old myself, but the kids keep getting older too, and pretty soon Evann and I will be living in this big house all alone. I’m trying to talk her into moving into a cardboard box behind the levee after Crozet & Audrey leave — with a guest box so the kids can come to visit — but she’s resisting. She’s getting old, too, and losing her sense of adventure — which is what attracted her to me in the first place. Or maybe it was her sense of humor. It was some kind of sense, or lack of sense.