Wednesday, February 25, 2015

When I'm 64


Send me a postcard, drop me a line, stating point of view…..Indicate precisely what you mean to say….Yours sincerely, wasting away…..Lennon, McCartney, James
My happy birthday is on Saturday and I will be gloriously 64.  On Valentine’s weekend I started my celebration with an overnight trip to Williamsport, PA.  Back in the lumber days, Williamsport bustled and mansions proliferated.  It’s no longer a happening place, but people are friendly and the restaurants excellent.  At 7 degrees, it was too cold to care about anything BUT food. 
If you ever hit that lovely little city, visit their Historical Society.  Spirits inhabit old dresses, work with farm and industrial tools and drive the Model T.  The extensive model train collection beats all.  I stayed at the Genetti Hotel, followed a trail of old photos along its halls and told free fortunes for anyone who crossed my path and wanted one.  I listened to points of view and tried to figure out what they meant to say.  I wasted away and enjoyed every minute of it. 

I look forward to the last third of my life.  Small adventures make big fun.  And sometimes they even beat out good old songs.

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