I'll be 50 next year, half a century. If I was a car I'd be an antique. I'll be eligible for AARP, (that's American Association of Retired People), even though I'm not retired. Pretty soon I'll be able to get discounts at Denny's and movie theaters. When did I get old?
Oh well, it's like they say, a man is only as old as the women he feels. Of course the wife isn't getting any younger either.
So I guess I'll just have to have a couple beers tomorrow and think how much fun I'll have when I retire and get to start making all those models I'm stashing.














































