Originally Posted by
Jim Koepke
Getting old is a b--ch! But it sure beats the alternatives.
It seems waking up in the morning some parts of me have gotten very comfortable the way they are and will put up a fight to the end if they are requested to move.
jtk
My father died of a heart attack on the floor of an oil rig in 1972 6 weeks before his 48th birthday. I am the oldest of 6 and still had 3 siblings in HS at the time. Now in my mid-70s, I am grateful that when I wake up with arthritic pain, I am still alive.
Ken
So much to learn, so little time.....