On My 40th Birthday, I Stood Frozen As Cranberry Soda Dripped Down My $1,200 Blazer. My Niece Smirked, “Now You Look Like What You Really Are – A Clown Trying To Be King.” My Mom Laughed, My Brother Said Nothing. But None Of Them Knew… This Night Would Be The Turning Point
On my 40th birthday, Sinatra was playing low through the ceiling speakers at Griffin’s Landing, the kind of smooth song…