My dad tells the story: He was taking my older sister out to dinner a few years ago at chuckwagon. as they went through the cashier line the checker looked at my sister and inquired "55 gets you our senior price. are you 55?" she acknoledges that she is and they go in to eat. during dinner my dad is more quiet than usual, so my sister askes if he's feeling all right. he replies "DANG...., you know you're old when your
kids are senior citizens".
I'll be 60 in April, but it's comforting to see my dad still going strong at 88. makes me feel like a kid
Russ