My mom, the amazing Liz Troldahl, turns 74 today. She has always told her age. This is good, because she is a beaming example of looking great and living well, at whatever age. If those of us who look great say our real age, we won’t be so surprised when someone looks great at any time, you know?

Mom and Fred were on the news again in the last week because they were ballroom dancing. They win lots of medals in Florida, the Polk County for their ballroom dancing: polka, foxtrot, tango, jitterbug, waltz, you name it. Mom can kick her foot higher than I can, I’ve seen her make shoulder-height not long ago.

Mom rides her bike a couple of times a week to the mall and back, so that she can exercise with friends. It’s a bit more than 3 miles one way, about 7.5mi (12km) round trip. She bought a recumbent three-wheel bike and usees it well and often.

You know I love color, and so does Mom. You know I love to dance, so does Mom. I love music/singing, so does Mom (she used to sing with her two sisters in Minnesota). Mom is an artist in many ways, both traditional and off-the-cuff. The longer I live, the more I understand that saying, “The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” That would be us.

Big, huge, happy birthday, Mom! I want to be like you when I “grow up.”

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