67?

As I grew older, I heard many times and from a variety of people, including my Mother and Father, that while your body may age, your mind still thinks as it did when you were much younger. I have since found this to be true (at least until you look in the mirror and wonder who that old person is).

Age creeps up on some people and races up on others, through action or inaction, good genes or bad, good choices or hard choices. Growing old is inevitable, but growing up is not. Stay active in body and mind, think, wonder, dream, live, love, laugh and most of all, smile. I know this all sounds like a high school grad Valedictorian speech, but I do think that this is something most 17 and 18 year olds know at graduation and then somehow forget on their way to the responsibilities of adulthood.

Think young and don’t look in the rearview mirror, but, if you must, remember to smile at what that young person has become.

67? ©

Sixty-seven years,

growing old, not growing up!

How did this happen?

1955 – Fashion Plate

1958 – in my Dad’s arms

1961 – Happy Birthday to Me (in the middle)

1966 – me and my dog

1970 – Bike Mechanic in Banff

1971 – Grade 12 Grad

1974 – Workin’ Man

1975 – Yup, I used to have hair

1976 – Engaged

1977 – Married Man

1990 – Young?? Family Man

2004 – Older family man

2017 – Losing my head in Ireland

2017 – Christmas Onesie.

2019 – 1 Tequila, 2 Tequila, 3 Tequila, Flooooooor

November 2020 – Still mucking about