I hear Mr. Rogers singing as I type this (“won’t you be my neighbor….”). Seriously though, as an about 50 year old, I have had mostly great neighbors in my life. Actually growing up we had sort of a grouch for a neighbor. I think I’ll post about him one day. However, today I want […]
The older you get the longer term friends you might be lucky enough to have. At the ripe old age of fifty plus one I have known my boy Howie, aka: “Footloose” (the best dancer in a group of white guys in the 80’s it seemed to fit – plus he vaguely resembled Kevin Bacon
This is my first blog post about what I hope and plan to be an ongoing blog. What will I talk about? I truly don’t know exactly but my thought is I will talk about: Moving to a new state after age 50 (is the grass greener?); Traveling (we have a lot of traveling planned);
