Dear Editor,
Some of my high school friends and I have turned 75 this year. (Some are handling this better than others.) I would like to share with you and your readers some of our thoughts on growing older. I call it Lines From the Downhill Side…
The road’s been long and we’ve got a few miles on us. We get easily distracted and some have been known to cuss. Our bodies need work and our sight’s not what it used to be. We’ve learned when life give you lunch, that lunch’s not free.
Some of us are thin and some are kind of fat. Some are still wondering where everything’s at. Most of us have given in and finally gone with gray and comfort’s what we look for in what we wear today.
We’re not broken down, we’re just broken in. Like a favorite pair of jeans you wear again and again. We’re gently worn not worn out. And that men can be a bother most of us have no doubt.
We can do and say pretty much as we may for we’ve thrown away the mold. When people look at us they shrug and say, “What can you expect? They’re OLD!”
We’ve come quite far, this circle of friends. We’ve stuck together thru thick and thru thin. One thing we’ve learned and want clearly understood. It’s not how old you are that matters, baby. It’s what you’ve still got under the hood.
Happy Birthday to 75’ers everywhere.
Jo Olive
Fairfield, Texas
