Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Growing Old

As tomorrow is my 68th birthday, I have been reflecting a bit on aging. When I was Thirty, I thought life as we knew it would be over by forty. By forty, I was in my prime, but was somewhat worried about fifty.

Now, as I sit back, in good health, I read the obituaries. After noting that my name isn't present, a do kind of a quiet celebration. Hey, you outlasted them folks. I have become more of a philosopher as I've grown older. I realize, for instance, that growing old is much better than the alternative.

When I graduated from High School, I didn't want to do more school, so I joined the Air Force. Serving in the military is a good transition into adult status. When I got out, I didn't really know what I wanted to do when I grew up...

The body isn't quite what it used to be, and I'm a bit forgetful. But I'm in good health, I live in a wonderful place, Spring is coming, fishing season is upon us.

I still don't know what I want to do when I grow up...

7 comments:

Mrs. Mac said...

When you grow up? Who says you have to ever grow up? That's for old people ... 60 is the new "prime" ... Have a very happy birthday tomorrow.

jb3ll3 said...

You got plenty of time to figure that out! Many, many happy returns. The HBO crowd should arrange a big spanking!

Bay Views said...

A spanking would probably be appropriate, for all of the nughty things that I do.

Word Tosser said...

So you are 2 years and a few days older than I.... interesting... and I thought I was the oldest...lol..
So happy Birthday, young man...

Toni said...

Hope you got the email I sent you wishing you a happy birthdaythis morning. If not, here it is again....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY........

stebbijo said...

You don't look 68! No Way! Happy Birthday!

Dogwalkmusings said...

...and you never will. Peter Pan lives in all of us!