What's Age Got to Do with It Anyway?

Yesterday was my birthday.

I had no choice (organs still

functioning and all) to see

it through into my seventy

second year. Actually, I

somehow managed to attain

this age quite remarkably by

surviving a series of days,

months and years all strung

out in a row –The luck of the

Cosmic Draw, I suppose.

In any case, an old friend

whom I haven’t seen in ages

sent her greetings to me via

e-mail. She stated: “Hi - not sure

I have this right,  but think it is your

birthday - so hope you have a good

day. I can't say I'm enjoying my 70s

but at least we are here! You must be

73?  If I am 75.” Oh my.., and I

replied: “Thanks so much, Pat. You

got the day right, but I'm only 72. I just

look like I’m 73.”

Chris Hanch 4-5-19