Celebrating the strength & diversity of senior citizens and defending their right to make their own damn decisions — whether others approve or not.
I’m jealous of my brother and sister. As I seem to fade into stereotypical “senior” looks, they don’t. You can’t miss either of them strolling down the sidewalk. They have managed to not become “invisible” like so many of the rest of us.
My brother is 66, about 6’ tall, skinny as a rail, with a Jesus beard and long flowing white-gray locks. Sandals and bell-bottom jeans are frequently in the picture. I double dare you to not look at him as you pass him by.
This blog was born from shock, horror, tears and laughter, as I and my friends and family started reaching senior citizen status.
We were amazed to find we were becoming invisible! We found some people on the street whose eyes started sliding right over us as if we weren’t there. Who knew you could become a ghost while still alive?
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