Getting old never was any fun.
Old age ain’t for sissies, you know.
But consider the alternative, which would be dying young.
Being young wasn’t for sissies, either, if I remember the passage. Took an awful lot a charm and outright brass to make it through those years.
I have learned those skills pretty well, and they still work today. Coping works, every time it is tried.
I’ve enjoyed the wife and my life together and enjoyed getting older together.
We’ve slowed down after over 50 years together but life is still good and we’re thankful for that.
which would be dying young.....both of my brothers, my sister and a number of my comrades from the service ALL said “Don’t get old. It’s not nice.”