It was my birthday yesterday. I was quite overwhelmed. I had – seriously! – expected to receive three birthday wishes. I received more than eighty, all told. It has been an extraordinary life. I was born in England, raised in distant islands, married a Continental, and had a son. My wife died, too young. I married an African, and found a new world. I was educated on three continents, and ministered in city, suburbia, and country. I saw the moratorium on missions, the Communist state, Southeast Asia at war, and the end of apartheid. And it was a time of extraordinary change. The mail-ship era ended, computers arrived, and the space age began ... OBSERVATION: It is all too much of a jumble to know where to begin.