Growing Old, Gracefully.

How lucky am I? At age 80, I’m still blessed with Connie, my oldest sister, who gives me support and wisdom whenever I need it late at night. Without a doubt, Connie is the brightest of the four Kuhl children. She whizzed through high school, college and graduate …

I can’t believe it. William was a classmate of mine at Lyons Township High School over 60 years ago.   William was smart. Not so much me. William was popular, like class-president popular. Not so much me. Beautiful girls fawned over William. Not so much me. BUT… …

At a recent Connections gathering, participants were asked to come up with one word that best described their whole life. This particular group was made up of bright men and women above age 65.  Here we go: Jody… Faith Jarred… Perseverance Pam… Fortitude Tellis… Joy …

I wasn’t looking for it. I was heading to a boring meeting when Dionne Warwick’s voice slipped into my brain. “What’s it all about, Alfie?” It brought back memories of a movie I saw when I had just broken into my twenties.  Michael Caine played a young fellow who was …

I’m prone to falling. Not a good thing at my age. Particularly when you have your hands in your pockets. Now, when I climb the rocky hill across our creek, Poncer Mountain (named after our first dog), I never have my hands in my pockets. I’m ready for the fall that is bound …