60 is a number. When it is an age measured in years, it means that someone has been alive for 60 revolutions of the Earth around the sun. Someone who turned 60 today was born in 1945, at the end of World War II. If she is American, she might be the daughter of European-Jewish refugees. She might remember when the words "under God" were added to the Pledge of Allegiance. She might have gotten married at 20, fairly young for the time and very young compared with many marriages today. She might have been a mother in the 1960s, a bit too old to take part in the Summer of Love, but still able to be amazed by Neil Armstrong walking on the moon. She might have four kids that she raised across almost three decades. She might have been a school librarian some of the time her children were in school. She might have gotten her masters in Library Science, and now she might be a librarian at the city library. She might have grown up in Boston never wanting to leave, but now might live in Florida and never want to leave. She might have traveled to Australia, Israel, many parts of Europe, and all over the United States (including Hawaii and Alaska). She might have grandchildren. She might be married to the same man for almost 40 years. She might tell her son that a single paragraph is inadequate to describe her life thus far.
Happy birthday Mom.