A couple of weeks ago, I went to my family reunion in Montana and found myself on a mission discreetly observing all the many elders for any signs of dementia! As my favorite Aunt Aggie (86) and I chatted away for hours, I asked how old she was - which she was not pleased with. Not only did she ...
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Leah
Monday, October 01, 2007 at 11:16 AM -
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Wednesday, June 10, 2009 at 09:56 PMexcellent, cute article!
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I so very much enjoyed your article, Jacqueline, as it reminded me of myself. I was 55 for about four years before I finally caught up with myself and could remember that I really wasn't. I still have to stop and try to remember... Fifty-five immediately pops into my head, but I shove it aside and try to figure it out. I'm now 59...that is easiest for me to remember as I know I am NOT 60! (Well, that reasoning will work for a little while longer...)
Thanks for your humorous story!
Leah