On the 16th of January, MCMLXXXII, I went on a "date" with a beautiful woman. We went hiking in the East Bay hills. We were already friends. We went on to be much more. She later became my wife! My life has been immeasurably enriched by her love, and by her astonishing reservoir of inner peace, patience, and emotional strength. We have referred to that wonderful day as "January Joe Montana" ever since, because, of course, Joe was #16. And the 49ers were champs that January. And Joe was a magical performer for the next decade, and we spent many happy hours watching him. (And dude, I hella dig your hairdo.) I love you, SIR! Happy Day!!!
Go Giants! -
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