I turned fifty-seven this year. Terrible. I am in the final quarter of life. There is no denying it. A lot of games are lost or won in the final quarter. I plan to win. About ten years ago, I noticed the upper-back-part of my head was going flat. It used to be round backContinue reading “I Turned Fifty-Seven…Terrible.”
Class of 1980. I am now 56. Soon to be 57. If I live to be 113, I am currently middle aged. I am past middle age. Here some of the ups and downs (downs and ups) I have discovered from this season of life. 1) Down: What of my hair is not turning grayContinue reading “Musings on My Roaring Mid-Fifties: Wine and Diet Pepsi”
This year I turned fifty. I am not middle-aged. No one in my family has ever lived to be one hundred.