Old Fart

     I turn 65 today!  The 65th birthday is a significant one and one that some people dread.  Guess I'm an official Old Fart as of today but who cares, I sure don't.  Life marches on and there is not a damn thing any of us can do about it.   It's best to concentrate on looking forward to what life brings to the Old Fart Universe.  There will be disappointments and surprises good and bad but life marches on until six hearty men carry you to your final resting place.
     Life has it's milestones.  30-40-50-60 are all doorways to old age.  Thinking of myself as old age is new territory but when someone calls me an Old Fart I just smile and tell them their right.  Observing friends turning 65 and thinking they were old used to make me feel mortal but now I'm one of the old ones and can see those six hearty men standing at the ready
     I consider myself fortunate.   One who's aging has not worn the old body body too much.   I don't know too many 65 year olds that can walk six miles in a few hours and not have to limp home.. Guess the forces of the Universe and maybe a lucky gene pool  have been kind to this Old Fart.  Hopefully I'll get another twenty years to blossom rather than wither away in the Old Fart Universe.