
People having birthdays always reminds me of the passing of time.
As my friends get older, my generation gets older and little tidbits of common knowledge slowly pass into oblivion.
A thousand years after we all expire,

“
May the force be with you”,
Jackie Robinson and my mom singing “Las mañanitas” on my birthday when I was a kid will be forgotten by both humans and their evil robot overlords.
The same fate awaits, “
Where’s the Beef”, the
San Francisco Giants
and
Stand by R.E.M.
Could be worse.
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