In all the sturm, drang und angst of the past 10 days, I failed to commemorate the natal day of my brother Dwight.
It was a big one for Dwight, too. Let’s just say he has abandoned that old line about “never trust anyone over 30.”
Actually, the Village of Dwight has an artist’s rendering of the tower, too:
Nice image, don’t you think?
Unlike the water tower in Burley, Idaho, where Dwight misspent his youth, this one is tougher to climb, to spray paint grafitti on it.
I don’t suppose Dwight still does that stuff, though.
Happy birthday, to my brother, a bit late.