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Category Archives: Old age
Don’t put off saying it
Had he lived, my dad would have been 117 years old today. He died on June 22, 1997 at age 94. I considered writing something about his life, but realized that would be too personal for a blog. Instead, after … Continue reading
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In Defense of Trivia (or Love in the Time of Cholera, 2020)
Two days ago I sent off a ‘staying-in-touch’ email to about 60 friends and family. Initially, I had intended to use it in this blog, but as it was time for my Covid-free fortnightly email I chose to use it … Continue reading
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Getting rid of books
Although the fashionable term nowadays is decluttering, I have too much affection for most of my old books to think of them in this respect. But the time has come when I absolutely MUST part with many. Doing so, however, … Continue reading
My life transformed
I have a strange body. As is true of most of my fellow octogenarians, I have a small but significant pot belly, but unlike many others, I have a truly small bum. Consequently, my trousers – no matter which I … Continue reading
What a jerk I am!
Maybe the title should read, what a jerk I was? When did I start being a jerk? In one sense my jerkdom began when our community outdoor pool opened about 5 years ago. But in another, it began when our … Continue reading
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An aging academic looks back
When you’ve just ‘celebrated’ your 87th birthday there’s not much joy to be had from looking forward to whatever academic activities may lie ahead. But, there are some lessons – and perhaps a few pleasures – when you take the … Continue reading
You are never too old
As I approach my 87th birthday and occasionally protest that I am too old to do one thing or another, some people argue that this is never true. Generally, I disagree because as I was once a physician, I know … Continue reading
My musical career
When I turned 50 I was on sabbatical in London, England. One of our sons – an excellent pianist – was a final year student at Pimlico secondary school. We chose Pimlico because it had a highly-regarded music program. The … Continue reading
