When I was growing up, we weren’t all that worried about being politically correct or using euphemisms. In fact, we didn’t have senior citizens back then – they were old folks.
I’m at the half century mark myself. I don’t really think of that as being old – but then again, I am not a spring chicken either. But to tell you the truth, the only time I really think about my age is when I start feeling aches and pains in places that I never knew a person could have them. Then of course, there are times when I want to do something and my body says: "Go ahead. I’ll wait for you here!" (more…)
SLO Homeless 