My friend and co-writing buddy, Kevin DeForrest, turned 50 yesterday. That means he was born in 1957….when The Everly Brothers, Jimmie Rodgers, Buddy Holly, and Elvis were on the top of the music charts. It was also the year of some very cool classic American cars. I read about a brand new 1957 Plymouth Belvedere Sport Coupe that was buried as part of a time capsule in the Tulsa County Courthouse lawn. The folks in Tulsa felt that the Plymouth was a true representative of automobiles of the twenteith century, with the kind of lasting appeal that should still be in style in fifty years…..in 2007! The car was exhumed earlier this year, found in four feet of water, almost completely rusted, with flat tires and rotting upholstery. Apparently, 1950s preservation technology could not withstand the ravage of five decades of weather and bad drainage. Kevin has faired better through the years. He’s a 50-year-old who looks 35, probably feels 24, and sometimes acts like he’s 18! Regardless, friends and family gathered at The D’Note in Arvada to celebrate with him.
In addition, it’s my dog Guinness’s birthday, too. She turned 11 today, and she, like Kevin, has faired well through the years. We attribute her good health and positive outlook on life to no television, no sugar, no caffeine, no soda, and no alcohol.