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What constitutes being over the hill? My mother just had her eighty-eighth birthday! Some would say she’s definitely over the hill, even almost to the bottom of the other side. Sometimes I look at her and wonder what it feels like to be so old, to know so much, to perhaps think there is not much use to plan anything. After all, at her age and with poor health isn’t even one more day almost a miracle?
Read MoreKnow what bugs me? A grocery cart parked in the middle of the aisle so I can’t get past. You know what I’m talking about. There’s a person standing there, studying the cans of soup, totally oblivious to anyone else. As you’re approaching you think they’ll see you and move the buggy. They don’t. They just can’t find that chicken noodle soup that’s straight in front of them. When you say “Excuse me,” they finally come out of their stupor and move their cart.
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