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I didn't get to celebrate my 42nd birthday in 1993 as I got into a fatal car crash about a week ago and had to stay in hospital for recovery.

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To be adversarial, all of my birthdays were nice ones.

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That time my grandpa died the day I was supposed to have my party

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Felt so sorry to hear that. Was the party already well-planned?
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No gifts from hubby and meanness

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I woke up on my 20th Birthday crouched in a big mud puddle, huddled in a poncho in a monsoon rain, cradling an M16.

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That would definitely put a damper on things (how could a monsoon be anything else?). Glad you made it home safely.

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Yes I made it home eventually but far to many young men didn't. As you grow older and hopefully wiser you see the folly of war.

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Can't recall having a particularly bad birthday, though some have been better than others. 

Of course, I was never in the same situation as the woman whose husband gave her a cemetery plot for her birthday. She didn't speak to him or weeks and the following year he didn't give her a present at all. "Don't I get a birthday gift?" she asked. "Nope!" he said. "You haven't used last year's yet." 

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But Didge, if she had used it, she wouldn't be getting a gift anyway.  I never heard of posthumous birthday gifts, unless maybe it's putting flowers on a grave.

Maybe Hubby thought of that... sounds like win-win for him.  ;)

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I would guess my worst birthday was on the day I was born.  Making my way out could not have been easy.

Fortunately, I don't remember it.  :)

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