It's really not a big day for me, hasn't been in years.
But here's a rare smiling photo of my own dad, for whom I'm named, the senior Franklin Taylor.
Our names differ in that he was Franklin Berry Taylor and I am Franklin Bruce Taylor.
His middle name came from his mother.
I have no idea where mine came from.
And one picture of the two of us in my back yard in Phoenix, sometime in the 1970's, as we were engaged in a tough game of cribbage.
He died in 1980, 44 years ago now.
On the other end of the spectrum, I had an email from my only living son this morning.
He said his youngest daughter graduated from high school yesterday and also, because of an advanced placement program she was enrolled in, got an AA degree for her first two years of college!
He was very proud of her for that, as he should be, and said he was just going to take it easy today.
And now the picture you've all been waiting for, a selfie I took this morning to send to a friend who's celebrating his 86th birthday today.
That picture gives me . . . . "Satisfaction"!