on 10-01-2012 06:23 AM
"This is for the Senior members of CS, those born before 1947. Baby Boomers and Generations X & Y are welcome providing you are over 18 🙂
But this is definitely for people who are facing the last long haul. We have survived babyhood, childhood, being teens and twenties... We have learned to read and write, to drive, have probably been married and the women have survived child birth.
The challenges are constant and the near misses of death are also there. If we have become a senior we have learned to survive so much, and along the way we have, of course, gathered a great deal of knowledge about life.
The belief that age diminishes us is not true, it changes us and not all of it is bad. Yes there can be various forms of dementia for some, but that is also a disease that can happen in younger people. Alzheimer's can also occur - it is another form of dementia and generally occurs in people over 65, although that can occur much earlier too and not everyone is going to get it.
Most of us keep our mental alertness up to the moment of death, even if we lose our hearing and our eyesight, but of course this can happen at any age too.
What changes is our physical strength, which diminishes but our mental strength and patience grows, it has to of course, to deal with this aging thing.
Arthritis, heart trouble, strokes - all these things associated with age can happen at any time in your life - arthritis can happen when you are a child but they don't like giving out new hips and knees until you are in your 50s and 60s or later. We can talk about that too.
Cancer can happen any time and that is also something we can discuss here if you like.
The point of this thread is to give the Seniors a chance to talk about how they are coping with age, the challenges it presents and the fears that can come with it... loss of hearing or sight, aging spouses, living alone, retirement villages, even death...
So I will ask that the Juniors treat us in kindly fashion and remember, all this is going to happen to you too - providing you avoid death before you get here 🙂
So, onward and upward. Let's go...."
on 11-02-2012 03:53 PM
At school my friend was in the same class as her uncle. Can anyone guess how that is possible? Does anyone want to guess?
😮
They went to a co-educational school :^O
on 11-02-2012 03:56 PM
the uncle was the teacher:)
on 11-02-2012 04:46 PM
Richo, re you comment on confusing relationships.....
my father used to introduce my stepfather to friends as his husband-in-law.
on 11-02-2012 05:04 PM
LOL Freshwater--its hard enough in RL-without
trying to work out the trick ones on this thread.
Think JV may have worked out the last one.
Richo.
on 11-02-2012 05:13 PM
jvharrison, I like that answer, but that's not it.
Her grandfather (her father's father) had a second marriage and had some more children. So it was her dad's step-brother who was in the same class as us at school. At the time her dad was about 40 and her uncle was 14.
on 11-02-2012 07:04 PM
It is a lament. he & his dad meet the sisters @ school & each married one apiece nut he split up with his woif & is lamenting to his nephew. I know because i am old enought to have known the singer.:=)I will try to put the words on after.
on 11-02-2012 07:05 PM
Few typo's there but you get the drift.
on 11-02-2012 07:08 PM
An old man gazed on a photograph
In a locket he'd worn for years;
His nephew then asked him the reason why
That picture had caused him tears.
"Come listen," he said, "I will tell you, lad,
A story that's strange, but true!
Your father and I, at the school one day,
Met two little girls in blue.
on 11-02-2012 07:09 PM
that picture is one of those girls," he said
And to me she was once a wife;
I thought her unfaithful, we quarrelled lad,
And parted that night for life.
My fancy of jealousy wronged a heart,
A heart that was good and true -
For two better girls never lived than they,
Those two little girls in blue."
on 11-02-2012 07:10 PM
Two little girls in blue, lad,
Two little girls in blue.
They were sisters, we were brothers
And learned to love the two.
And one little girl in blue, lad,
Who won your father's heart,
Became your mother. I married the other,
And now we have drifted apart.