Soooo, I am getting prepped for the review of one of Frank Sinatra’s best albums ever, September Of My Years: he recorded it in 1965, when he was 50, and it got me to thinking… was it really the September of his years? Personally, I don’t see how at all. If the world average has us dying at 71. So the math is simple. Divide 71 by 12 and figure it out by year:
January 0 – 6
February 7 – 12
March 13 – 17
April 18 – 22
May 22- 28
June 29 – 35
July 35 – 41
August – 41 – 48
September – 49 – 55
October – 56 – 62
November 63 – 70
December 71+
Which makes me just reaching November, and, yes, it really was the September of Frank’s years. What month are you?
Smell ya later!