Saturday, August 27, 2022

a pet peeve...

 I don't know why it is, but I don't like the word 'elderly.'  You can call me old, or over the hill, or a senior citizen, or even, as one guide on a trip called me - one of the Golden Girls, but don't call me elderly.  To me it should refer to someone in their 90s or older.  I commented on this to a friend and she suggested that perhaps elderly implies feeble to me.  Maybe that's it.  I just know it was a shock (no pun intended) when I heard about the elderly couple who were struck by lightening and killed, near the White House a few weeks ago.  The news announcer described them as an elderly married couple and then said they were 72 and 75 years old, both younger than me. Ouch.  At least I still know enough not to stand under a tree in a thunder and lightening storm.  Which prompts me to share one more T-shirt slogan: "I thought growing old would take longer."

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