I know I’m getting old, but it still surprises me how many other people notice this, too.
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I passed a panhandler on the street this week, and he called out to me “Hey, Clint Eastwood!”
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The grandkids called my wife for her birthday, and reassured her that “You’re not old. Grandpa’s old.”
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This morning I walked up the stairs to the top of our building (twenty floors). I was waiting to take the elevator down (save the knees) when the roof inspectors came by.
“You live on twenty?” one asked.
“No, I just walk up the stairs for exercise,” I replied.
“Twenty floors?! You’re kidding!”