Ok, I will admit it for at least the argument of this post, I am old. I don’t mean to get morbid but I am likely in the last decade of my life. Being old, besides all the aches and pains, is kind of freeing. We just don’t care as much about what people think of us than we used to. Our image is pretty much set in stone at this point in our lives so making a fool of ourselves now it not a big thing.
One of the things at the new RJsCorner I plan on doing pretty frequently is to look down memory lane. That is, to show you some photos and maybe some stories about what has happened in my life. I am told that a good blogger lets people get to know him beyond his writing. I kinda like that idea. So, here goes…
I know I should not say this but I have never been a fan of Mark Twain. His books just never appealed to me. But I did get one of my favorite all-time quotes from visiting the Mark Twain museum in Hannibal Missouri a few years ago. Here it is:
Couldn’t have said it better myself. Some how, don’t ask my why, I still feel like a 35 year old or so. That is until I look into the mirror or get up from the couch, and especially when I look at the pills I now take on a daily basis.