A NEW APPROACH TO OLD AGE

Suddenly old age has been knocking at my door. It's not the usual minor aches and pains but big ones. Allow me to bend your ears a bit but first about the casinos in Connecticut. I wore my spiffy new outfit shirt and trousers compliments of my loving sons. I felt like a millionaire. And the 22 reviews were positive except for the lady who called me a clown! The bitch didn't respect her elders. So what, all others gave me a smile, a thumb's up and a hug. Old soldiers also liked my outfit and campaign hat. One even saluted me!

Gambler Richard B. Johnson fell and fell deep into the pits of losing thousands. I feel bad for my friend. When is Poor Richard going to say "enough?"

 

 

 

I must take my arthritis in my stride. It really sucks.. bilateral  knee pains. The drug companies must really love geezers and biddies. I think we live on Tylenol morning noon and night.  But there's more to pain and old age. I think I'm reasonable lucky in the framework of my life. No COPD. No hair. Money in the bank, etc.

 

Josh had a great cookout tonight. Seeing my little grandkids rings my chimes. It's cool for July 2nd. The great Fourth Weekend of 2016 continues. Hop along Bob and take two pain pills. I will wear my new trousers tomorrow. Why not? They are new.