Today is Paul Harvey's 85th birthday. Paul Harvey reminds me of my Grandma's light blue Cadillac. The car always smelled like one of those pine tree air fresheners, and was outfitted in cozy, always warm, blue velvet. Grandmas are supposed to drive slow, and that she did. When we drove around on Sundays - I would request driving down Echo Lake because it was a scenic country road. She took the corners slow, as the air fresheners aromafied, crucifix hung from the mirror, and Paul Harvey told us the rest of everyone's stories.