Consumer reviews of Old.

October 26, 2014 § 14 Comments

Sunset in Apalachicola

At sixty-three I think of myself as young-old.

Some call this age bracket “the new forty,” but it isn’t. The forties are consumed by striving, climbing, raising kids.

Sixty-three is part of life’s slide into home plate. I’m not down about it—I feel pretty sure that if I take good care of myself I can avoid touching base for quite a while.

But the idea of Old in reference to me is something that takes getting used to.

I’ve been young all my life! Young is who I am!

If there is an amateur phase of Old, I’m in it.

I have to get over thinking of Old as a passing thing, like a virus, something that will respond to some over-the-counter remedy.

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