Exactly 365 days from today I will officially be a senior citizen.
I will be :
Old enough for Medicare.Yes,that wonderful government program most Americans of my age end up in,where you can wade knee-deep in government bureaucracy for everything from eye drops to an artificial hip.
Old enough to appreciate that as my time grows short each day is a gift from God
Old enough to remember when a family had two parents,one car,one television with three channels and one telephone.
Old enough to know there was a time when you had a problem with a kid at school you waited until after school and went to the playground,took a couple swings at each other,then went and played.
Old enough to remember that aside from your house and your car you paid cash for everything.There were no credit cards.
Old enough to know at one time unless you were very old,very young or infirm you had to work to eat.Welfare carried a stigma.
Old enough to remember when the senior citizen vote was coveted because they voted in larger numbers than most demographics.That was before electronic voting,where thousands of precincts tally hundreds more ballots than they have registered voters.This is strictly the domain of democrats and nothing is ever done to change it.now they count on super majorities of blacks,Hispanics and other special interest groups to stay in power.
Old enough to remember when if a schoolgirl got pregnant,the family was shamed into taking her out of class,not having daycare for 15 year old mothers.
Old enough to joke that if my kids are waiting for me to pass so they can inherit all I have,they’ll be sorely disappointed.Every dollar I ever made I spent.Some on liquor and wild women,the rest I just wasted.
And I’m old enough to have loved and lost.And losing sucks.
and old enough to know the number of friends you have makes no difference.I never had more than a handful.But the friends I have,on these boards are as true as any I’ve ever known.The irony of the fact I’ll never meet or hang out with any of them is not lost on me.