We live hundreds of miles from our family so visits are somewhat rare. To share a holiday or a birthday is even rarer. I was thrilled when my dad called to tell me that he and his wife were planning to spend his sixtieth birthday with us. What a privilege! There were homemade cards, beekeeping discussions (he’s nearly convinced,) a visit to a favorite local museum, bowling, dinner out, fireworks and finally cake. I hope we gave him a birthday celebration that demonstrated how much we love him, and worthy of six decades.