I know – these pictures look like they are 42 years old! I remember getting a doctors kit with a plastic stethoscope and tiny candy pills. My cousin Mike, my brother Herby, and two kids that lived down the road from us came to my “party”. I thought I was queen for the day! Mom always let us pick the kind of cake we wanted and what we wanted for supper on our birthday. I always wanted a yellow cake with chocolate icing, “homemade” Chef Boyardee Pizza from a pizza kit with ground beef on top, and potato chips. That is not very exciting today but I assure you – it was great in the 1960’s! Tonight we ate at Cracker Barrel. As I ate my turnip greens, country fried steak, and cornbread, I couldn’t help but think of all those birthdays my family suffered through pizza and chips!