I have to admit, Ramona, when I see the year you were born I feel smug.

“She was born in the 1930’s,” I think.

Except that now someone born in 1937 would have to have been super young when they had me to now be my mother.

I don’t know how I feel about that.

In less than twenty years I will be in my 80’s. I REALLY don’t know how I feel about that.

I just wrote a story about how I was too young to go to Woodstock. Shouldn’t being too young to go to Woodstock in 1969 still mean something?

Your cane sounds fabulous!