Kaiser Wilhelm decided that after years of toiling for various “Masters” poor labourers deserved a respite and so it was decreed that anyone surviving to the age of 65 could collect a pension from the state. This was an easy choice as not many survived to that old age.
So here I am at the ripe old age of 60. The official retirement age is “merely” 5 years away.
How do I feel at that prospect.
Dean Charles Stanforth: We seem to have reached the age where life stops giving us things and starts taking them away. (Indiana Jones & the Crystal Skull)
“If I had known I was going to live this long, I would have taken better care of myself.” (Mae West)
But on the Bright side
“A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams.” (John Barrymore)
How do I really feel?
Well Kneeling down now requires a “grunt” (I don’t know where that came from). Afternoon naps seem like an ok thing. The Usual aches and pains of joints and muscles well they seem more frequent. My biggest complaint .. How come with all that I still get Zits?
With many thanks to all those who sent me Birthday greetings! I hope to make it for another Spin around our star.