You have to grow up? I remember when I was a grinning young man with a smooth complexion. No wrinkles or scars from lifes battles. I would look at older people and see what ugly prune faced persons they were. After being here 68 years I still feel the same emotions that I felt in the 50,s and 60,s. I look at people my age and older and see old prune faced people. I have learned that our looks were replaced by wisdom. Someday that person who looks at you as a prune faced senior will become you. They will then learn to appreciate the wisdom of age. Never will they accept the person in the mirror who is staring back. Those scarred hands that are rusty from over use will be theirs. I thank God for allowing me to grow old and pruned face. So many of my generation didnt. Thank you the Vietnam soldier who gave all!
Posted on: Mon, 10 Mar 2014 15:20:37 +0000
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