Think I’ll stay on the subject of aging for one more blog. For most of my senior years, I’ve continued to allow my inner 17-year old to make all my health care decisions. Since my inner 17-year old is very much like my real one of more than 55 years ago, it means I’ve entrusted […]

   And no, this is not some sinister reference to Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn, Nor is it an attempt to measure our marriage using the metric system. But earlier this week, Carol and I celebrated our 1000th day anniversary. How do I know this, and why am I choosing to measure my marriage in days […]

    Probably sixty years after I first read it, I can still recite the opening line to Babe Ruth’s autobiography: “I was a bad kid; I say that without pride…”    Growing up in the 1950s, baseball was THE professional sport, even in a non-professional sports region like New Orleans. (The New Orleans Pelicans were a AA […]

   Major League Baseball may not be able to figure out how to divide billions into millions and so on, but baseball remains alive and well in this land of the home and the brave. You just have to know where to look for it. And we found it in the Mission Viejo Girls Softball […]

   I’m six months old. I understand more than I get credit for, and as near as I could figure it, I was in for a time this evening not unlike the moment I emerged from my mommy. Except worse. Instead of a doctor, a nurse and what I’d come to realize as my “parents,” […]

   I was listening to Bruce Springsteen’s “Glory Days” the other evening, focusing on the lyric of a high school pitcher who once had been able “to throw that speed ball by you [and] make you look like a fool.” And I  thought back on some of my own near moments of greatness.    It […]

    One of the signs of dementia is when you can’t dress yourself anymore. I’m getting close. After three years of being told “no,no,no,no,no,” when I appear from the bedroom dressed for a night out, I’ve thrown in the towel. (I should keep the towel, since it’s the one thing that’s insisted upon me when […]

     One of the advantages of reaching “advanced” age without being religious is that you are free to imagine the afterlife any way you wish. And I had this thought the other day: what if your dreams are prequels to what your consciousness will actually experience when your body dies? For me, if true, […]

   We went to dinner  at our favorite sports bar last week. It was 4:00 p.m. There was a meeting of the executive committee of the It’s 5 o’clock Somewhere Club gathered at the bar, but all the dining tables were empty. We sat and ordered, ate, and packed up our leftovers to take back […]

   Carol was visiting with her five-year-old granddaughter who asked her, as she usually does, “Where’s Reid?”    “He’s home,” Carol replied.    “He stays home a lot,” the little one opined.    Now, I know my way around five-year-olds enough to know the next time I see her, I’ll have to have a credible […]