How times change with the years. When Phyllis and I got married
(1966), her dad was 66. We saw him as having one foot in the grave
(he actually lived to 92). We are now 63. Inside the head, we are in
our 30s. It is clear, however, that our bodies don't recover as fast
as they did from hurts. I guess we could become little old people by
their ponds...but I hope not!

Jim