Musings of an Octogenarian
For most of my life I assumed that my life span would be the traditional “three score and ten” years. This month I celebrated my eighty-ninth birthday and realized that I have had nineteen years since my warranty ran out, a remarkable bonus. This got me thinking about all the wonderful things I would have missed if I had indeed cashed in my chips in 2001. Most important of course are the fifteen wonderful years my wife and I had together since then, a blessing that easily overshadows the four empty years since she died. I have been fortunate to…