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My 54-year-old self’s gift to my 84-year-old self

I call myself a baby of the baby boomers.  I'm one of the last babies born in that generation.  We're a fun bunch of peeps - soon to crash the current system of support for health insurance and social security. Nice gift to future generations, right?  Yay, go team BB! Dearest Shelley, my, oh, my,… Continue reading My 54-year-old self’s gift to my 84-year-old self

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My father-in-law is the smartest man

When do we become too old to play?  Is there a deadline to meet, a day where we toss the hat in and say, "Nope, no more play for me?" I don't think we ever stop enjoying moments of playfulness.  It's possible to keep that whimsical part of us alive when we surround ourselves with… Continue reading My father-in-law is the smartest man