WHEN you’re past 60, like me, conversations among peers have a predictable theme.
After whining about our politics, like we’re all culpable of, the dialogue invariably switches to updates on ourselves and our mutual friends.
WHEN you’re past 60, like me, conversations among peers have a predictable theme.
After whining about our politics, like we’re all culpable of, the dialogue invariably switches to updates on ourselves and our mutual friends.