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Blowing out the candles on my 45-rpm vinyl top birthday cake. I vaguely remember (and the pictures seem to confirm) that there were 5 candles-- one candle for each decade of my life. (I say "vaguely remember" because you know how memory fails you at old age. But then I guess that's why we always take pictures... because memories aren't perfect and memories fade with age. Hmm... so do old photographs, too! lol)