Today is the one year anniversary of my heart attack and pulmonary edema. It is also the one-year anniversary of my quitting smoking after some fifty years. I look at every day since March 20th 2012 as my “playing with house money.” For all intents and purposes, I should’ve died and probably “deserved” to die. Thanks to the love and strength of will of my wife and children, I am still here and hope to stay for a long time. This date will be more important to me my own birthday.