For Older Folks
{Of All Ages}
Aging may result
in us becoming a fine wine or pickling vinegar
.. the choice is mostly within us.~
Anon. Raye
This Page is meant for all of
those 'Elders', who are
trying to Age Well
..
a Fine Wine .. with the Grace, Poise and Wisdom befitting their Years and Life-Experiences!!
a Fine Wine .. with the Grace, Poise and Wisdom befitting their Years and Life-Experiences!!
then you are Definitely on the Right Page!!!
1. I'll tell you one
thing, if things keep going the way they are, it's going to be
impossible to buy a week's groceries for less than $20!
2. Have you seen the new cars coming out next year? It won't be long before $2,000
will only buy a used one!
3. If cigarettes keep going up in price, I'm going to quit. Twenty cents a pack is
ridiculous!
4. Did you hear the post office is thinking about charging a nickel just to mail a
letter?
impossible to buy a week's groceries for less than $20!
2. Have you seen the new cars coming out next year? It won't be long before $2,000
will only buy a used one!
3. If cigarettes keep going up in price, I'm going to quit. Twenty cents a pack is
ridiculous!
4. Did you hear the post office is thinking about charging a nickel just to mail a
letter?
Old
& Wise!
A Wise Older Gentleman
retired
and purchased a modest home near a junior high
school. He spent the first few weeks of his retirement in peace and contentment.
Then a new school year began.
The next afternoon three young boys, full of youthful, after-school 'enthusiasm',
came down his street, beating merrily on every trash can they encountered. The
crashing percussion continued day after day, until finally the wise Old-Timer
decided it was time to take some action.
The next afternoon, he walked out to meet the young 'percussionists' as they banged
their way down the street. Stopping them, he said, "You kids are a lot of Fun. I like
to see you express your exuberance like that. In fact, I used to do the same thing
when I was your age. Will you do me a favor? I'll give you each a dollar if you'll
promise to come around every day and do your thing."
The kids were elated and continued to do a bang-up job on the trash cans. After a
few days, the Old-Timer greeted the kids again, but this time he had a sad smile on
his face. "This recession's really putting a big dent in my income," he told them.
"From now on, I'll only be able to pay you 50 cents to beat on the cans."
school. He spent the first few weeks of his retirement in peace and contentment.
Then a new school year began.
The next afternoon three young boys, full of youthful, after-school 'enthusiasm',
came down his street, beating merrily on every trash can they encountered. The
crashing percussion continued day after day, until finally the wise Old-Timer
decided it was time to take some action.
The next afternoon, he walked out to meet the young 'percussionists' as they banged
their way down the street. Stopping them, he said, "You kids are a lot of Fun. I like
to see you express your exuberance like that. In fact, I used to do the same thing
when I was your age. Will you do me a favor? I'll give you each a dollar if you'll
promise to come around every day and do your thing."
The kids were elated and continued to do a bang-up job on the trash cans. After a
few days, the Old-Timer greeted the kids again, but this time he had a sad smile on
his face. "This recession's really putting a big dent in my income," he told them.
"From now on, I'll only be able to pay you 50 cents to beat on the cans."
The Beaver Road Marsh,
Manitoulin Island
© 2002-6 by SLaF, Cricket Hill ~ The Digital Darkroom,
Original Digital Photography, All Rights Reserved
The noisemakers were obviously displeased, but they did accept his offer and
continued their afternoon ruckus. A few days later, the Wily Retiree approached
them again as they drummed their way down the street.
"Look," he said, "I haven't received my Social Insurance check yet, so I'm not
going to be able to give you more than 25 cents. Will that be okay?"
"A lousy quarter?" the 'drum leader' exclaimed. "If you think we're going to waste
our time, beating these cans around for a quarter, you're nuts! No way, mister.
We quit!"
And the Wise Older Gentleman enjoyed his newly-created Peace and Quiet!
© 2002-6 by SLaF, Cricket Hill ~ The Digital Darkroom,
Original Digital Photography, All Rights Reserved
The noisemakers were obviously displeased, but they did accept his offer and
continued their afternoon ruckus. A few days later, the Wily Retiree approached
them again as they drummed their way down the street.
"Look," he said, "I haven't received my Social Insurance check yet, so I'm not
going to be able to give you more than 25 cents. Will that be okay?"
"A lousy quarter?" the 'drum leader' exclaimed. "If you think we're going to waste
our time, beating these cans around for a quarter, you're nuts! No way, mister.
We quit!"
And the Wise Older Gentleman enjoyed his newly-created Peace and Quiet!
Balance ~ Birch Island, Ontario
© 2002 by SLaF, Cricket Hill ~ The Digital Darkroom,
Original Digital Photography, All Rights Reserved
As
a new bride, Aunt Edna moved into the small home on her husband's
ranch near Snowflake, Alberta. She put a box on a shelf in the cedar closet
and asked her that husband never touch it.
For 50 years Uncle Jack somehow managed to leave the box alone, until that is
the time whenAunt Edna was ill and dying.
One day while he was putting their affairs in order, he found the box and thought
it might hold something important.
Opening it, he found two doilies and $82,500 in cash! He took the box to Aunt
Edna and asked about the contents. "My mother gave me that box the day we
married," she explained. "She told me to make a doily to help ease my frustrations
every time I got mad at you."
Uncle Jack was very touched and proud that in 50 years his wife had only been
mad at him twice.
"What was the $82,500 for then?" he quietly asked.
To which Aunt Edna replied, "Oh, that was the money from all of the doilies I
sold over the years!!"
© 2002 by SLaF, Cricket Hill ~ The Digital Darkroom,
Original Digital Photography, All
Rights Reserved
Two
old{-er} men had been best friends for years, and they both live to
their
early 90's,
when one of them suddenly falls deathly ill. His friend comes to visit him on his
deathbed, and while they're reminiscing about their long friendship, the dying man's
friend asks, "Listen, when you die, do me a favor. I want to know if there's Baseball in
heaven!?"
The dying man said, "We've been friends for years, this I'll do for you." And
then he dies.
A couple days later, his surviving friend is sleeping when he hears his friend's voice.
The voice says, "I've got some good news and some bad news. The good news is
that there's Baseball in heaven."
"What's the bad news?"
"You're pitching .. on Wednesday!
when one of them suddenly falls deathly ill. His friend comes to visit him on his
deathbed, and while they're reminiscing about their long friendship, the dying man's
friend asks, "Listen, when you die, do me a favor. I want to know if there's Baseball in
heaven!?"
The dying man said, "We've been friends for years, this I'll do for you." And
then he dies.
A couple days later, his surviving friend is sleeping when he hears his friend's voice.
The voice says, "I've got some good news and some bad news. The good news is
that there's Baseball in heaven."
"What's the bad news?"
"You're pitching .. on Wednesday!
Aging ain't hard ... Comedy is Hard! ~ {M.}Muck & {H.}Meyer, 1942
Marsh Lily Pads ,
Manitoulin Island
© 2002 by
SLaF, Cricket
Hill ~ The Digital
Darkroom,
Original Digital Photography, All Rights Reserved
Got Your Number!
A new doctor had arrived in town. He could
cure anything and anybody. Everyone
was amazed with what he could do - everyone except for Mr. Thompson, the town
Grump.
Grumpy Mr. Thompson went to visit this 'miracle doctor' to prove that he wasn't
anybody special. When it was time for his appointment he told the doctor, "Hey, doc,
I've lost my sense of taste. I can't taste nothin', so what are ya goin' to do?"
The doctor scratched his head and mumbled to himself a little, then told Mr.
Thompson, "What you need is Jar Number 47."
So the doctor brought the jar out, opened it, and told Mr. Thompson to taste it. He
tasted it and immediately spit it out, "This is gross!" he yelled. "Looks like I just
restored your sense of taste Mr. Thompson," said the doctor. So Mr. Thompson
went home.... very Angry!
One month later, Mr. Thompson decided to go back to the doctor and try once
again to expose him as a fake, by complaining of a new problem. "Doc," he started,
"I can't remember anything!" Thinking he had the doctor stumped now, he waited
as the doctor scratched his head, mumbled to himself a little, and told Mr.
Thompson, "What you need is Jar Number 47, it's......"
But before the doctor could finish his sentence, Mr. Thompson was somehow Cured
and had Fled the examining room!
was amazed with what he could do - everyone except for Mr. Thompson, the town
Grump.
Grumpy Mr. Thompson went to visit this 'miracle doctor' to prove that he wasn't
anybody special. When it was time for his appointment he told the doctor, "Hey, doc,
I've lost my sense of taste. I can't taste nothin', so what are ya goin' to do?"
The doctor scratched his head and mumbled to himself a little, then told Mr.
Thompson, "What you need is Jar Number 47."
So the doctor brought the jar out, opened it, and told Mr. Thompson to taste it. He
tasted it and immediately spit it out, "This is gross!" he yelled. "Looks like I just
restored your sense of taste Mr. Thompson," said the doctor. So Mr. Thompson
went home.... very Angry!
One month later, Mr. Thompson decided to go back to the doctor and try once
again to expose him as a fake, by complaining of a new problem. "Doc," he started,
"I can't remember anything!" Thinking he had the doctor stumped now, he waited
as the doctor scratched his head, mumbled to himself a little, and told Mr.
Thompson, "What you need is Jar Number 47, it's......"
But before the doctor could finish his sentence, Mr. Thompson was somehow Cured
and had Fled the examining room!
Family ~
Manitoulin Island
© 2002 -6 by
SLaF, Cricket
Hill ~ The Digital
Darkroom,
Original Digital
Photography, All
Rights Reserved
Coffee Anyone?!
Coffee Anyone?!
*From ~ Yes, Coffee
Can Be Good for You!
by Isadore Rosenfeld, MD
Parade, October 22, 2006, p. 14-15
Parade, October 22, 2006, p. 14-15
Many of us like Coffee so much that we
suspect there must be something
wrong with it. In the last ten years, over 19,000 studies have been done, trying
to figure out what that might be. The conclusion drawn by Dr. Isadore
Rosenfeld, author of this article*, is that for most people, drinking 2-3 cups
of Coffee a day is 'good' for you. For some people, Coffee can cause irritability
and anxiety, but that is not the general rule.
What is especially good about Coffee is not the caffeine, although it can help
'cure' a headache and be a great energizer, but other things. For one, the anti-
oxidants seem to be useful in preventing colorectal and breast cancers. Coffee
also contains antibacterial compounds that can protect against infections.
Coffee helps to prevent gallstones, reduce the symptoms of Parkinson's disease,
protect against cirrhosis of the liver, enhance physical endurance, and
improve the performance of certain physical tasks.
A recent study of 700 healthy elderly men in Europe indicated that those
who drank at least three cups of Coffee daily had better brain function than
their "tea-totalling age-mates".
Original Digital Photography, All Rights Reserved
wrong with it. In the last ten years, over 19,000 studies have been done, trying
to figure out what that might be. The conclusion drawn by Dr. Isadore
Rosenfeld, author of this article*, is that for most people, drinking 2-3 cups
of Coffee a day is 'good' for you. For some people, Coffee can cause irritability
and anxiety, but that is not the general rule.
What is especially good about Coffee is not the caffeine, although it can help
'cure' a headache and be a great energizer, but other things. For one, the anti-
oxidants seem to be useful in preventing colorectal and breast cancers. Coffee
also contains antibacterial compounds that can protect against infections.
Coffee helps to prevent gallstones, reduce the symptoms of Parkinson's disease,
protect against cirrhosis of the liver, enhance physical endurance, and
improve the performance of certain physical tasks.
A recent study of 700 healthy elderly men in Europe indicated that those
who drank at least three cups of Coffee daily had better brain function than
their "tea-totalling age-mates".
The Tree
~ Manitowaning,
Manitoulin Island
© 2002-6 by
SLaF, Cricket
Hill ~ The Digital
Darkroom,
Original Digital Photography, All Rights Reserved
Sometimes
It May Be Better Not To Ask!
ranch near Snowflake, Alberta. She put a box on a shelf in the cedar closet
and asked her that husband never touch it.
For 50 years Uncle Jack somehow managed to leave the box alone, until that is
the time whenAunt Edna was ill and dying.
One day while he was putting their affairs in order, he found the box and thought
it might hold something important.
Opening it, he found two doilies and $82,500 in cash! He took the box to Aunt
Edna and asked about the contents. "My mother gave me that box the day we
married," she explained. "She told me to make a doily to help ease my frustrations
every time I got mad at you."
Uncle Jack was very touched and proud that in 50 years his wife had only been
mad at him twice.
"What was the $82,500 for then?" he quietly asked.
To which Aunt Edna replied, "Oh, that was the money from all of the doilies I
sold over the years!!"
The New Boy! ~ Teddie ~ Sheguiandah,
Manitoulin Island
© 2007 by
SLaF, Cricket Hill
~The Digital Darkroom,
Original Digital Photography, All Rights Reserved My Doctor is Better than Your Doctor!
Two
older men were arguing the merits of their Doctors. The first one said,
"I don't trust your fancy-pants Doctor.
He treated old Jake Waxman for a kidney ailment for nearly a year, and
then poor Jake died from a liver ailment."
"So what makes you think your Doctor is any better?" asked his friend.
"Because when my Doctor treats you for a kidney ailment, you can be sure
you'll die from a kidney ailment!"
"I don't trust your fancy-pants Doctor.
He treated old Jake Waxman for a kidney ailment for nearly a year, and
then poor Jake died from a liver ailment."
"So what makes you think your Doctor is any better?" asked his friend.
"Because when my Doctor treats you for a kidney ailment, you can be sure
you'll die from a kidney ailment!"
A
long, long time ago, God
was mopping His brow after finishing a difficult
task. "Whew! I just made 24 Hours of alternating Light and Dark," He said.
A nearby Angel asked, "What are You going to do now, Lord?"
God replied, "I think I'll call it a Day!
task. "Whew! I just made 24 Hours of alternating Light and Dark," He said.
A nearby Angel asked, "What are You going to do now, Lord?"
God replied, "I think I'll call it a Day!
Growing old ain't for sissies! ~ Bette Davis
Old and Wise
I Am
Alive,
And, I Am Old.
I Am Grey,
And, I Am Wrinkled.
I Am Stooped
And, I Am Worn.
And,
Sometimes, In Quieter Moments,
I Am Sad.
I Am Sad.
But, All Considered,
I Am Content.
For I Am Wise.
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Generally speaking, Aging ain't all that hard,
if you hang-on to humility and a sense of the absurd! ~ Alfredo Della Corona