Gary was born today, on March 20th, 1954. (I KNOW! Codger.)
This caused confusion for quite some time in the S________ family, since Wilma established in her mind her baby was born on the first day of Spring. So, instead of memorizing the birthday of her then only child, she instead remembered that "Gary was born" -- sorry, strike that -- "God blessed our family with this perfect, adorable, blameless child on the first day of Spring." Which varies every year from March 20 and March 21. It appears she never noticed the child had a different birth date every year, because that family celebrates, as you know, when it is convenient.
This meant that some years Gary was a Taurus and other years Gary was a Pisces. They bought him schlock for both astrological signs, you would think this would have made them notice.
Finally, when he went to get his driver's license someone pointed out the discrepancy, since the first day of spring that year didn't fall on the same date as his birth certificate showed.
At any rate, he is fifty-three today. I got him two faster thinner cymbals for his drum set. The in-laws are celebrating this weekend. And we are going out for dinner. And a new year starts again.