Philosophy_For_Old_Age
Just received this appropriately-timed message – one of Uncle Al and Aunt Audrey’s famous emails which I thought
makes a great capper on Dad’s latest comeback at 97 and with Thanksgiving days away. JUST CLICK THE ATTACHMENT and then
CLICK ANYWHERE ON THE PAGE WHEN YOU’RE READY TO GO TO THE NEXT PAGE… BE SURE TO GO TO THE SECOND
HALF, NUMBERS 1 THRU 10, most importantly.
I’ve always wondered why older folks, myself included, worry about ‘dating ourselves.’ And no, it’s not the number. Ideally
one should be proud to reach a certain age, but then in this youth-obsessed culture I suppose it could have a negative
affect looking for a job or just interacting with younger folk who don’t appreciate the history and significance of someone
who has achieved x number of years.
I’m grateful to have lived through the recent technological revolution but also earlier decades when
people actually visited their neighbors with open doors and sat on the front porch without staring at their cell phones.
Then, there’s Dad -the closest one in the family to that ‘100’ mark-who remembers before there was TV, before air travel and even
before cars were common -when horse and buggy was the main transportation. Pretty amazing to see such changes in 1 lifetime!
By the way, just saw on TV tonight the story of Jim, a 98-year-old ex-fisherman who just learned to read and write , in his 90s , and just wrote a book about an interesting life of 98 years!
Just a few thoughts on this double occasion of Dad’s return home and Thanksgiving eve. Happy Thanksgiving.
Burt for Dad