Now that's a freehand! Plateau all the way around the brim and on to the shank with no stopping it, in a fabric lined presentation box. Wow. Happy birthday, and what a sweet tribute from your family. I'd smoke it a lot, maybe every Sunday or some other frequent schedule.
I celebrated my sixtieth with a trip to Montreal, for museums, francophile food, a river cruise on the St. Lawrence, and to accost the French speakers with my weak attempts, which caused them to immediately shift to English.
Sadly, while I was there, there was a campus shooting at one of the universities there (not McGill). I felt like maybe I had brought some sort of contagion with me, since I don't see that as a Canadian problem so much.