
Anyway, being somewhat in denial, I rationalized that I had plenty of friends who were older than me - they just don’t do Facebook because, well, you know, they're old. I turned to my address book for solace. Carefully counting and categorizing each person as older or younger, I did see a slight improvement - but not enough to matter. Even excluding all the businesses proved unnecessary because they were all way younger than me. Sadly, I had to reckon with the truth--I’m older than a can of Spam with a key.
My grand niece Hannah told me I looked like Walter. “Walter the mouse?” I asked. “No, Jeff Dunham’s puppet Walter,” she said. And while sitting around the back yard this summer Granddaughter Madie paid me a compliment. “Grandpa was probably pretty good looking - when he was young.”
I asked Mckenna today what she thought of her grandpa turning 68 she said, “You probably think birthdays are boring.” Shannon, my youngest granddaughter with a heart to please said, “Grandpa, I know someone older than you. Momma Ruth!” (Momma Ruth is a friend of Sunni’s who is almost 96 and lives in an assisted living center.
It’s been a great day! Pancakes for breakfast, chocolate malt for lunch and a world of wonderful loving family and friends. There are some good things that come with age.
- Kidnappers are not very interested in you.
- There is nothing left to learn the hard way.
- Because there is no one else old enough to remember the past, they have to believe me!
Thank you again for helping to make this a wonderful day!
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