Though he only lives a few miles away I hardly ever see him. It doesn't mean that I don't think about him every now and then ...
Particularly when confronting a task for which I have absolutely no clue. The household stuff presents innumerable moments for this to happen as well.
Sometimes I wish that I had been a 'handy dandy' mechanical genius type like my brother but I'm afraid it's entirely too late for such goings on with me being so old and decrepit.
So anyway, Happy Birthday Jim and I wish you many more.