A few weeks ago I rambled about gettin' old. Well, it has been said that one is only as old as he or she feels. If that's true, Methuselah ain't got much on me 'cause at times I feel at least a hunderd and ninety-nine!
Of course, one good thing about gettin' old is the memories. Now, I don't know about you, but for as long as I can remember I've had memories. Come to think 'bout it, if you can't remember memories, what can you remember? The sad thing is that today, I've found my memory ain't as sharp as it once was. In addition, my memory ain't as sharp as it once was.