I'm not old, I just have several years of life experience. Fact: I was born in Henderson, NV before it was an incorporated township; lived in a home on dirt street. (but so did my kids after building a home in 1979) Fiction: I was born after indoor plumbing. (not including some Southern states) No, I don't hide my own Easter eggs. Yes, I watched black & white television; (no cuss words and graphic death scenes aired). A small screen with only three channels to choose from, of which the knobs on the set required manual turning which required walking to the TV set to do; no remote, which gave us more exercise. Today, I would ace a high school history class, it teaches events I lived through. I rode a bike sans helmet and in car without seat belts. I can wear what I want and blame it on my age ~ my discretion. I am in a protected class. I am young compared to how old I'd be in dog years. I still have all my teeth. My hearing loss is a causation effect from noise levels induced in my life & not from age or marriage. (or is due to hair growth in my ears I never used to have?) When I talk to myself at least I don't argue about anything. I am not crotchety, I'm a product of my environment - US Army, 34 years of work and four kids will do that to anyone. (marriage & grand kids do not adversely effect me) I am not always the oldest person in the room but it seems that most people on TV are younger than me now. I'm getting closer to that "senior discount" at Denny's. I enjoy being Doo Dah in lieu of Gramps, PaPa or other nick names affiliated with grey-haired old men. I can still do 30 push ups but not 31 any more. For the record, my hair is more pepper than salt. My cute wife will always be younger than me!! Aging is better than the alternative. "I'm still looking at the green side of the grass."
Monday, March 16, 2009
Birthday myths & truisms
With another birthday coming my mind has been taking me down unique avenues of thought.
I'm not old, I just have several years of life experience. Fact: I was born in Henderson, NV before it was an incorporated township; lived in a home on dirt street. (but so did my kids after building a home in 1979) Fiction: I was born after indoor plumbing. (not including some Southern states) No, I don't hide my own Easter eggs. Yes, I watched black & white television; (no cuss words and graphic death scenes aired). A small screen with only three channels to choose from, of which the knobs on the set required manual turning which required walking to the TV set to do; no remote, which gave us more exercise. Today, I would ace a high school history class, it teaches events I lived through. I rode a bike sans helmet and in car without seat belts. I can wear what I want and blame it on my age ~ my discretion. I am in a protected class. I am young compared to how old I'd be in dog years. I still have all my teeth. My hearing loss is a causation effect from noise levels induced in my life & not from age or marriage. (or is due to hair growth in my ears I never used to have?) When I talk to myself at least I don't argue about anything. I am not crotchety, I'm a product of my environment - US Army, 34 years of work and four kids will do that to anyone. (marriage & grand kids do not adversely effect me) I am not always the oldest person in the room but it seems that most people on TV are younger than me now. I'm getting closer to that "senior discount" at Denny's. I enjoy being Doo Dah in lieu of Gramps, PaPa or other nick names affiliated with grey-haired old men. I can still do 30 push ups but not 31 any more. For the record, my hair is more pepper than salt. My cute wife will always be younger than me!! Aging is better than the alternative. "I'm still looking at the green side of the grass."
I'm not old, I just have several years of life experience. Fact: I was born in Henderson, NV before it was an incorporated township; lived in a home on dirt street. (but so did my kids after building a home in 1979) Fiction: I was born after indoor plumbing. (not including some Southern states) No, I don't hide my own Easter eggs. Yes, I watched black & white television; (no cuss words and graphic death scenes aired). A small screen with only three channels to choose from, of which the knobs on the set required manual turning which required walking to the TV set to do; no remote, which gave us more exercise. Today, I would ace a high school history class, it teaches events I lived through. I rode a bike sans helmet and in car without seat belts. I can wear what I want and blame it on my age ~ my discretion. I am in a protected class. I am young compared to how old I'd be in dog years. I still have all my teeth. My hearing loss is a causation effect from noise levels induced in my life & not from age or marriage. (or is due to hair growth in my ears I never used to have?) When I talk to myself at least I don't argue about anything. I am not crotchety, I'm a product of my environment - US Army, 34 years of work and four kids will do that to anyone. (marriage & grand kids do not adversely effect me) I am not always the oldest person in the room but it seems that most people on TV are younger than me now. I'm getting closer to that "senior discount" at Denny's. I enjoy being Doo Dah in lieu of Gramps, PaPa or other nick names affiliated with grey-haired old men. I can still do 30 push ups but not 31 any more. For the record, my hair is more pepper than salt. My cute wife will always be younger than me!! Aging is better than the alternative. "I'm still looking at the green side of the grass."
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You still have nice teeth, a cute butt, and all your hair. I'd say that makes you a pretty hot "old guy!"
Great post Ron! I sure am glad we have remotes for the TV now. You left out that you have more muscle on your body than most! Great post!
I remember having a black and white tv too, that had the dial you had to turn. It probably had color too, but the memory I have most of it is watching miracle on 34th street on Christmas eve. Thanks for sharing, and I hope your upcoming birthday is fabulous!
I still think of you and mom as being young. I joke how you can get the senior discount at the movies, but you just don't seem old enough. I would suspect you were using fake ids just for the discount if I worked there.
Great outlook! And happy birthday whenever it really is.
p.s. I see that you have TEN posts that I haven't read yet. You are approaching Carol blog-dedicatedness rather quickly. I promise to read all of them. However, I make no promises as it relates to commenting. Here I go. Hope you don't bore me... :)
Congrats on your milestone birthday. But,as your mom, you'll always be young to me! It's nice to see you have a sense of humor about aging! Humor has helped me through rough times. My advice: take care of your health, cherish your loving relationships and see the humor in life and laugh often!
Wow. For those who will even return and read this, "A big thanks for you kind words!" Makes this one seem easier. Sorry, I can't type any more, can't read what I'm typing thru the watery eyes. It's an age thing.
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