Times Change

Nothing strikes terror into the hearts of the young like the reminiscences of a geezer. One can see them preparing to bolt the minute the words”and there I was…” leave the coot’s lips. I had been thinking of how my conversations have changed over time and n mentioned to a friend of mine that had we been twenty years younger we’ve been discussing fast cars and hot chicks, but here we were comparing hospital visits and maladies. Sad that.

I am not sure if it is the fact that we fell for the hot chick ruse once and now know better or are beyond the young buck mating frenzy stage. Perhaps it is a combination of the two. As far as fast cars, I now look for something that won’t shove a gun in my back and take my wallet when I pull up to the gas pump. Speed kills.
I am content to look back on what I have learned. Some may consider it useless trash, but I consider it amassed wisdom and am more than willing to dispense it in large doses to younger more inexperienced people – and there I was…