Getting older

Truthfully, I never would have guessed I'd live this long. I thought I was going to die in the sweatbox/monsoon jungles of Vietnam at 17. God, fate, or dumb luck intervened and I plodded on. AT 30, I thought, " crap, this is it. I'm over the hill; I'm an old man now." It was devastating, "who lives a worthwhile life, after turning 40. Jeeze!" I thought I'd die in my 58th year; genetics and all that there. Once I'd survived 58, I just kept putting one foot in front of the other; setting goals, achieving them and so on. When I retired at 75, from a job I loved, beyond description, I thought, what next; pick out your burial urn? Did that; now what? Recently I wondered; "what's it like to get old?" Well, I don't know! But if I ever do, I'll write to let you know. Gotta go now; pickleball awaits.