The speaking engagement last night went great! It wasn't a large group - about twenty senior citizens, or so, but they were all so gracious and polite.
The gentleman who asked me to speak was a gentleman in every sense of the word. When I arrived, he was waiting for me at the front entrance of the building. He kindly escorted me inside, held my chair out for me to sit at the table, and then politely introduced me to all of the others at the table. After eating, giving my speech, and talking a bit more, it was time to leave and he escorted me to the front door, shook my hand, and said what a pleasure it was to meet me.
He was a marine in the Pacific Theater during World War II, a junior high history teacher for 30 years, and he loves the Wizard of Oz. He lost his wife about 2 1/2 years ago, and I could tell that he still missed her dearly.
I want to go back and have coffee with him, sit and listen to his stories, sit and just talk about anything. I think we have relegated senior citizens to the side of our society simply because they are not "young" anymore. It's a shame. I would much rather sit in a room of senior citizens and visit then I would with a group of my own age. Maybe I'm weird for that, but that's how I feel.
The article I referenced yesterday (which was rather long, but well worth the read) talked about how we, as a society, have become obsessed with being young. We do everything in our power to stay young - plastic surgery, pills, diets, clothing, etc. But there is a certain dignity in getting older - maturity, wisdom, and responsibility must be had at some point in our lives. Why do we fight it? I suppose there is a natural tendency to want to stave old age off for as long as possible.
What do you think?
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