Just a piece of informatrion that's useless to anybody else, but at least it will become part of Officially Recorded Human History.

Beware the Ides of March....

My father's mother, may she rest in peace, was born on March 15th sometime in the earlier part of the 20th century. She taught English (among other subjects) in a Brooklyn yeshiva for girls and always reminded me that she was born on the Ides of March in a reference to Shakespeare's Julius Caesar.

Miss you grandma.  And Happy Birthday.