On Seniors


Senior citizens are constantly being criticized for every conceivable deficiency
of the modern world, real or imaginary. We know we take responsibility for all
we have done and do not blame others.


HOWEVER, upon reflection, we would like to point out that it was NOT the senior
citizens who took:

The melody out of music,
The pride out of appearance,
The courtesy out of driving,
The romance out of love,
The commitment out of marriage,
The responsibility out of parenthood,
The togetherness out of the family,
The learning out of education,
The service out of patriotism,
The Golden Rule from rulers,
The nativity scene out of cities,
The civility out of behavior,
The refinement out of language,
The dedication out of employment,
The prudence out of spending,
The ambition out of achievement, or,
God out of government and school.

And we certainly are NOT the ones who eliminated patience and tolerance from
personal relationships and interactions with others!!

And, we do understand the meaning of patriotism, and remember those who have
fought and died for our country.

Does anyone under the age of 50 know the lyrics to the Star Spangled Banner?
or O Canada?

Just look at the Seniors with tears in their eyes and pride in their hearts as
they stand at attention, on veterans day and our great country’s birthday .

~*~~*~~*~~*~

ON SENIOR CITIZENS

I’m the life of the party…… even if it lasts until 8 p.m.
I’m very good at opening childproof caps… with a hammer.
I’m usually interested in going home before I get to where I am going.
I’m awake many hours before my body allows me to get up.
I’m smiling all the time because I can’t hear a thing you’re saying.
I’m very good at telling stories; over and over and over and over…
I’m aware that other people’s grandchildren are not nearly as cute as mine.
I’m so cared for — long term care, eye care, private care, dental care.

I’m not really grouchy, I just don’t like traffic, waiting, crowds, lawyers, loud music, unruly kids,
Jenny Craig and Toyota commercials, barking dogs, politicians and a few other things I can’t seem to remember right now.

I’m sure everything I can’t find is in a safe secure place, somewhere.
I’m wrinkled, saggy, lumpy, and that’s just my left leg.
I’m having trouble remembering simple words like…….
I’m beginning to realize that aging is not for wimps.
I’m sure they are making adults much younger these days, and when did they let
kids become policemen?
I’m wondering, if you’re only as old as you feel, how could I be alive at 150? And, how can my kids be older than I feel sometimes?
I’m a walking storeroom of facts….. I’ve just lost the key to the storeroom door.

Seniors,

Bless them!!!

(Caveat: I’m not a senior citizen … yet … I know I’m getting there though, because I know there are things I can’t find and they are in a very logical and safe place)

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