Say it ain’t so, Joe!!
Well, it is. Get over it.
I don’t feel like I’m any older than back when I was in college. Now… that was more years ago than I care to remind myself, but let’s just say I keep getting notices from the AARP telling me it’s a good idea to join up. I think they might be trying to tell me something like I’m getting old!!!
And then there are all those emails that keep showing up asking if we remember when the 50’s were around, or what it was like to live under the threat of nuclear extinction in the 60’s. Sure do!! I remember Vietnam! I remember Kennedy and Eisenhower. I remember the Cuban Missile Crisis, 444 days of hostages in Iran and the Pueblo incident. So what’s the point?? I think they want to rub it in. I keep telling the grandkids I don’t NEED history books, I LIVED it and my memory is still fine!! At least I think it is. As I was walking with my one-year-old grandson yesterday it occurred to me that when he’s my age I’ll be DEAD!!! The same probably applies to his 9 and 6 year old sisters, too, but it was HIM that made me feel it. That would make me over 100 when he’s my age and the odds of living to over 100 are pretty slim – at least at this point.
I think the thing that brought age home the hardest was when one of the guys I grew up with, we went through school together, played football on the high school team together, went to college together and got into all kinds of trouble together (including almost getting girls dorm shut down – but we’ll save that for another day) got a hip replacement!! How is that possible? How is it possible for one of us YOUNG guys to need a hip replacement? We’re too young for that.
As soon as I found out we were on the phone discussing this. First, I wanted to be supportive, but… There’s just NO WAY we should be looking at getting OLD!!
Well… we are. Things are starting to wear out. Some of our classmates are already DEAD from heart attacks and the problems that start to show up when you get old. OLD!!!! Argh!!!!
I suppose the first clue should have come when we started losing grandparents, then our parents went. I suppose it was just a matter of time before WE started to go!! But still…Aging is tough to take. Yes, we knew it was coming from the time we were born. Yes, every generation has gone through it since the dawn of time. Yes, it’s inevitable. That doesn’t change the fact that it’s happening to ME and my friends and I’m not happy about it!! Nor is anyone else in my generation. The hippies generation should NOT get old!!! Then why ARE we???
Well, it is. Get over it.
I don’t feel like I’m any older than back when I was in college. Now… that was more years ago than I care to remind myself, but let’s just say I keep getting notices from the AARP telling me it’s a good idea to join up. I think they might be trying to tell me something like I’m getting old!!!
And then there are all those emails that keep showing up asking if we remember when the 50’s were around, or what it was like to live under the threat of nuclear extinction in the 60’s. Sure do!! I remember Vietnam! I remember Kennedy and Eisenhower. I remember the Cuban Missile Crisis, 444 days of hostages in Iran and the Pueblo incident. So what’s the point?? I think they want to rub it in. I keep telling the grandkids I don’t NEED history books, I LIVED it and my memory is still fine!! At least I think it is. As I was walking with my one-year-old grandson yesterday it occurred to me that when he’s my age I’ll be DEAD!!! The same probably applies to his 9 and 6 year old sisters, too, but it was HIM that made me feel it. That would make me over 100 when he’s my age and the odds of living to over 100 are pretty slim – at least at this point.
I think the thing that brought age home the hardest was when one of the guys I grew up with, we went through school together, played football on the high school team together, went to college together and got into all kinds of trouble together (including almost getting girls dorm shut down – but we’ll save that for another day) got a hip replacement!! How is that possible? How is it possible for one of us YOUNG guys to need a hip replacement? We’re too young for that.
As soon as I found out we were on the phone discussing this. First, I wanted to be supportive, but… There’s just NO WAY we should be looking at getting OLD!!
Well… we are. Things are starting to wear out. Some of our classmates are already DEAD from heart attacks and the problems that start to show up when you get old. OLD!!!! Argh!!!!
I suppose the first clue should have come when we started losing grandparents, then our parents went. I suppose it was just a matter of time before WE started to go!! But still…Aging is tough to take. Yes, we knew it was coming from the time we were born. Yes, every generation has gone through it since the dawn of time. Yes, it’s inevitable. That doesn’t change the fact that it’s happening to ME and my friends and I’m not happy about it!! Nor is anyone else in my generation. The hippies generation should NOT get old!!! Then why ARE we???
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