“It is better to look good than to feel good.”
I’m thinking they’re going to understand this post.
I’m thinking they understand the term bulletheads. Old, bald, muscular, and active. Whereas I am still this.
I’m older and younger than most of you. Mostly, people my age look like insurance executives. They might outlive me, but they’ve paid a heavy price.
But the irony is that I seem to have paid a heavier price than the bulletheads. My knees don’t work. How did that happen? They weigh somewhere between 180 and 220. I weigh 141 pounds. Their pictures show them para-sailing, water skiing, playing rugby, and tussling with grandkids. I’ve done all those things and a bunch more, but I guess I used it all up.
I still have hair. But now I’m wishing I was a bullethead.
God bless you all. Love talking with you guys. My Harley is cloaked in cobwebs. So is my Yamaha 250. I can just barely get into my Toyota MR2. Talking with you guys is the only way I stay alive.