Nah. They do this every year in the Fall, and they bus seniors from the various elder communities to a “seminar,” where they get a goody bag with lots of useless advertising gimmicks.
It’s been held as early as September to as late as November. And it would seem the attendance has grown. Good. I have a hard time identifying with most of the folks. They don’t seem to believe I’m “old enough” to attend. Ha-ha.
There are several of the peeps (female) who show their ages moreso than I do. They think I’m a “kid” with nothing going for me. They make me laugh when they ask my age. Their reactions are hilarious!
If you asked my mom’s dad his age he’d say, “I’m as old as my tongue and a little bit older than my teeth.”
Of course, he would also regularly ask the ladies if they’d ever kissed a man with a beard. He’d say, “You know what they say. You have to go through a lot of brush to get to a good picnic.”