On July 20, 1944, Col. von Stauffenberg et al. failed signally to put AH and Germany out of their misery.

On that date in 1951 I came along. Good for me. Still here. Bit of a miracle, that.

Then, on the same date in 1969, another
colonel made news by setting foot on the Moon. As he did so, I was watching him on the TV in the restaurant I was working in, rather than the customer I was serving; upshot: spaghetti alla carbonara all over Mr. Hassam, of Beirut. This was one of the few occasions when I didn't lose my job. A memorable birthday.

Happy birthday, all other 20th-of-Julyers.