You know that road trip I said I was going on? Well, it came sooner than I expected because a cousin died suddenly and I drove up to go to the funeral. Don't get ahead of me, that isn't what made me feel youthful. Well, maybe it is, but not what you'd think. See, I'm the youngest child of the youngest child in a family of seven children. So most of my cousins are older than me. I do have two younger cousins, and several who are only a year or two older than me, but for the most part I am one of the younger ones. And, I still have most of my natural hair color. That's why I was feeling younger.
Or it was until the next day when Mom and I went to lunch at Pizza Hut. The young waitress asked if we both wanted the senior buffet. I naively thought they must have a really low starting age for the senior citizen discount, until I made the mistake of asking. It was sixty-five. The girl thought I looked sixty-five! Impudent punk.
Until next time, may you have blessings and youthful illusions,