The Golden Years ...
It doesn't seem possible ... But this year I will be 80 years old, and my hope for you is that you are able to also reach the same number one day. I continue to play hockey five times a week, every week, in Toronto and at the Fabulous Igloo in Bradenton, Florida. To prepare you, I thought you may be interested in a heads-up to the rarified air known as: " The Golden Years". First things first -- when it happens to you and I sincerely hope it does, you'll wonder ... how did I get to be this old? I feel the same as I did 20 years ago. Don't be confused, don't complain, getting here, getting old, is like winning the lottery and a whole lot better than the alternative. Let's start this "guidebook" with peeing. You'll be peeing a lot. Actually, I started in my 50's, but it's gotten way worse. As an example, I've been trying not to drink any liquids after 7 pm. Last night, I woke from a deep sleep 4 times to have a whiz -- where does...