Nana was born August the 21st, 1907.
To work around various schedules -- and other things -- we're celebrating her birthday a wee bit early on this weekend.
1907 to 2007. She's literally gone from horse-drawn buggies to the Space Shuttle, the abacus to the personal computer, and wood-fueled fireplaces to nuclear power.
Two world wars, inoculations, powered flight, telegraph to telephone to e-mail to the World Wide Web, the sheer amount of history and change that my little Nana has seen boggles the mind.
The President, the Governor, and various local dignitaries have sent her letters and certificates of congratulation which she has thoroughly enjoyed.
And in acknowledgement of her 100 years on this little green dirtball, the management of the facility at which she resides has jacked up her rent by $450 a month.
After the celebrating is all done, we'll be gently moving Nana to a new residence and hoping like hell it doesn't blow her mind too badly.
See you guys on Monday.