Being in the midst of recovery from major orthopedic surgery, and having my regular doc tell me that he is concerned that I might have blockage in my carotid artery, I hardly need other reminders of my increasing age. But this morning I had an odd, and maybe amusing thing happen. The background image on my laptop changes everytime I use this computer, selecting photos seemingly at random from the ones stored on the laptop. Today I opened the laptop and the photo was a group family photo taken just a few years back at the outdoor wedding of my oldest son, his second marriage, and my very first thought upon viewing this somewhat familiar photo was "who is that old fat man on the far right of the group?". And of course, that "old man" is me. I look in the mirror every morning when I shave, but I guess I really don't see myself. It takes a photo to remind me that I am getting really old. But at 82, at least I am not yet dead.