Pete's birthday, our good fortune.

Frank is right. Each of us - whether we know it or not - owes him something. And the beauty of it is that each of us doesn't owe him the same thing. He sowed, and continues to sow, so many appleseeds.

Modest guy, mostly. Uncomfortable with tributes often. But if you sow appleseeds, you'd best enjoy the eventual cider.

Seeger cider (I'm still waiting for the Seeger Congress).

Happy 86th, Pete.

- George