This past week, I turned 50. Nifty-fifty. Half a century. Even with all the jokes, I like being 50. It's a good solid number.
My family, my old-time friends and my friends at work made me feel very special.
I figure that now I can also claim my own label.
The top photo is in the foyer of the Peninsula Center Library, and the label was swiped from a sticker of Alsace-Lorraine Bakery in Long Beach.