“Say, I hear your birthday's coming up this week.
You’re going to be eighty-one, eh?”
“Yep, eighty-one on the fifth of December.
It’s a fairly easy day to remember, as you'll see,
I could surely use a tune-up or at least a tweak.
The mind great, but the body’s getting frail.”
“Let’s see. That’s two days before Pearl Harbor.
I’ll bet...
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