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Curt Turns 78, Life is Great! An orange sunrise, to rival the Buck Full Moon, greeted me on Tuesday, July 28, like the Signal Corps sending a message, “It's Curt's birthday, he's 78 and feels great, dang straight!” I knew it was going to be a spectacular day when I saw a finch at our window feeder feeding his or hers two baby finches thistle seed. I didn't know finches could do that, and took it as a good omen of the day to come: feeding new life. The two fledglings fluttered their wings and opened their tiny beaks in anticipation of the nourishment to come. So cute, a blessing of ...