The clerk at the DMV whispered “ You do not look 65 ” when I renewed my driver’s license the other day. I wanted to jump up over the desk and hug her! I knew those Polish genes would rescue me someday. When my girlfriend, Lea, turned 65, she had a meltdown. We were unable to console her for days. But that wasn’t the way for my sister, Judy. After her birthday, she wrote: “You are going to love 65, retiring and entering into a whole new freedom.” My birthday is Friday, January 31 st , but I’ve been living it up all week. A breakfast adventure with a girlfriend. The kids made a special salmon dinner—with homemade cake for dessert. My husband took me to one of our favorite mountain towns where we enjoyed an intimate lunch and then saw the movie, Saving Mr. Banks. It’s not so much about gifts for me as it is quality time together, but the kids are generous. I now have a year’s pass to the Rec Center and a new Ipod. So how am I going to look a