Holy crap, I'm 81!

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I know I'm 81, and sometimes my aches and pains remind me all too realistically. But other times I find myself thinking, how the heck can I be 81? How did I get to be so old so quickly. I stop and think about graduating high school and it seems like not so long ago, yet it was almost 65 years ago. I think of the day my first child was born, and that baby is now 56. And a photo of me while in Vietnam just showed up on the slide show on my laptop and I thought, hey, I remember that day like it was yesterday. And old friends are dying, like too damn often. I used to have 14 first cousins and now I have 3. And I can't escape the reality that by all odds I will not be on the green side of the grass 10 years from now (although my Mom did make it to almost 104). I remember reading about an old gentleman whose last words, just as he was about to die, were "it all happened so fast" and I understand the sentiment more and more all the time. I still find myself musing about what I would do if I hit the lottery, and then think, what does it matter anymore? I think I need to end this post and get out of the house for awhile while I still can.
 
Good things can still happen. I just got a call from the motorcycle dealer. My bike has been sitting there for almost exactly 3 months waiting for a part, and the part came in and he'll bring the bike to me later this week. Too cold out to ride, but I will feel great having it back in the garage with its little brother.
 
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Congratulations Vito on another birthday, I am only four years behind you. I lost my wife and then I lost my daughter and then I lost my sister. It seems like all that happens way too fast. My sister‘s last words as I was sitting by her bed was “it’s OK, it’ll be all right.” So I guess it will be.
 
Well I guess I got you beat. I turned 86 last August. Like you, where in hell did all the time go? Been in a ba wreck with my pick up totaled in 2020, heart attck in 2021, colon cancer which I was just told I beat only to find cancer in my liver, pancreas and stomach. That crap keeps trying its best to do me in. I might even whip it again if the insurance company approves the treatment they want to try. Looking forward to 87 and maybe 88 just for mean and ornery cussedness.
Paul B.
 
Congratulations Vito on another birthday, I am only four years behind you. I lost my wife and then I lost my daughter and then I lost my sister. It seems like all that happens way too fast. My sister's last words as I was sitting by her bed was "it's OK, it'll be all right." So I guess it will be.
Sorry for your losses. I know it is harder when losses happen so close to one another.
 
Don't feel to bad.
Anyone who turned 82 this year was born closer to the beginning of the civil war than to today!!!;)

When I turned 78 I realized that when I was born in 1943 it was 78 years since the end of the Civil War. My birth year was the half way mark at that time. Makes me feel even older!
 
I know I'm 81, and sometimes my aches and pains remind me all too realistically. But other times I find myself thinking, how the heck can I be 81? How did I get to be so old so quickly. I stop and think about graduating high school and it seems like not so long ago, yet it was almost 65 years ago. I think of the day my first child was born, and that baby is now 56. And a photo of me while in Vietnam just showed up on the slide show on my laptop and I thought, hey, I remember that day like it was yesterday. And old friends are dying, like too damn often. I used to have 14 first cousins and now I have 3. And I can't escape the reality that by all odds I will not be on the green side of the grass 10 years from now (although my Mom did make it to almost 104). I remember reading about an old gentleman whose last words, just as he was about to die, were "it all happened so fast" and I understand the sentiment more and more all the time. I still find myself musing about what I would do if I hit the lottery, and then think, what does it matter anymore? I think I need to end this post and get out of the house for awhile while I still can.
I hear ya - just turned 80 myself.
Seems like Dad took this pic of me (on left) at Fort Sam recently….instead of 1947.
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My grandpa on Dad's side lived to be 97 and my Dad lived to be 93, but both of their lives for the last several years wasn't good. On Mom's side her parents both died early, and my Mom lived to be 78. I will turn 80 in April. Some things in my past seem just like yesterday and others seem like they happened EONS ago. The older I get the faster it goes, or maybe it's just that you value it more later on. My Dad would say, "we all come to it".
 
I don't turn 81 until next May, HOWEVER, for the second time in the family we have FIVE living generations. The first time, I was the second youngest. Currently, I am the oldest of the FIVE! Currently have some serious medical probs, so don't think I will become the 6th in the generations, however, one never knows???
 
Yep,, I think many of us truly wonder where all the time went! As we often say; "Just the other day" when it was actually quite a while back.
Kudos on making 81 years,, and I hope you have MANY more years around here!
 
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