I wake up on my 60th birthday and stare at my hands. I’m not sure what I expected to see differently. They’re still tan. Relatively smooth. I use expensive moisturizer I picked up on one of my trips. I remember the woman working at our construction site had flawless skin and she said she was pushing 70.

We were over there so Kellen could design plans for a sewage system for a village that didn’t have one. That’s something to be thankful for. I’ve ...