Don’t know. If it’ll be a blessing. To live into my 90s. Or
beyond. I will have lost a step or two or three. Physically. Mentally.
Emotionally. Every which way. I look around. That’s the nature of old age. I’m
not quite there yet. But I’m not far away. All the more reason. To live fully. For
the day. And to pretend. That it’s full. Even if it ain’t. --Jim Broede
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