Prompted by a brief scene from the touching documentary "Young At Heart", I've been messing around with reversing the digits in my age. Try this, if reversing your two numbers results in a lower age for you. I hope you're as pleasantly surprised as I've been.
* At 16, music consumed me. Then it was drums and the Beatles. At 61, I'm still consumed. Now it's guitar and Thelonious Monk.
* At 16, I loved the movies. Then it was "The Magnificent Seven" and "West Side Story". I still love movies; last one that grabbed me in a big way: "Nowhere Boy".
* At 16, via watching my sisters, I began to understand the power of books. Now, I simply can't read enough. Today I will finish Christopher Hitchens 2010 memoir "Hitch-22".
* At 16, despite being miserable to them all, I really knew how lucky I was to have a family like mine. At 61, my best friends are my wife, daughter, my two sisters and brother and my grown nieces.
* At 16, I felt physically terrific. Then it was High School cross-country. Now, when I'm on my bike, playing tennis, skiing, or just walking I can't claim I feel 16. But I sure don't feel 61 so I'm ahead of the game.
I'm hoping I'll forget I ever wrote this when I'm 68. If I happen to be having a bad day, I'm concerned what I'll come up with in a "68? or...86?" post. If you see a post with that title in the future, caveat emptor.