The Henning family gathered at our house to celebrate Grandpa Henning's birthday. As proof that time flies by much faster than we realize, I had sent E-mails out to the Henning clan to invite them over for Grandpa's 83rd birthday celebration. On the day of the party Grandpa walked in, and I said "Happy birthday, birthday boy." And Grandpa said "I am 84, not 83." Oops!! Where does the time go?
