There are pockets of information we gather and forget, like lint in a suit not often worn. Sometimes both are helpful. Maybe not lint, so much. Friends near and far did their level best to contribute to this tome of celebration. Sixty is nifty and shitty because it rhymes with very little. Bill Bixby, Rice Krispie. The point is that Those who aren't present in these pages are in spirit and those who wrote mean things did so in good spirits. The stories were endless and the sentiments familiar: Sally Spatafora is the groovy coolest and many love her to pieces. Happy 60th Birthday!