He doesn’t like cake, so we celebrate his birthday with pie. This year it’s a milestone. The big 6–0. It seems like a good time to share some thoughts and feelings about this guy we call The Consultant – son of G-pa, Buddy and Princess’s dad, my husband of thirty-one years. G-pa has known The Consultant the longest, for all of his sixty years. He’s the only one around who has seen him grow from a sweet, redheaded baby boy born in Squamish, B.C. to the lightly greying man that he is now. It occurs to me that G-pa probably has a few untold stories to tell and I’ll have…