I'M NOT GETTING IT AGAIN

"I ok," our young granddaughter announces after she coughs.

"I ok again," she says after a second cough.

That's a little like me.  The older I get, the more things I don't seem to get.

I remember it was in Bill Clinton's presidency, that it occurred to me that the world had changed drastically.  In fact, I thought and still think it was at that instant that it turned upside down.  Seemingly everything that was right, everything that made sense, no longer did.

While at the pool today, six boisterous people chose to sit/lie near us.  They didn't care that we heard their racist remarks, their lines of work, and their habits

Bar hopping seemed to be one.  But the classic was when one woman got up to get a drink, I suppose, and another woman asked the man how long they had been dating.

"Unfortunately, about two years."

"Two years?"

"Yeah."

"I usually trade my husbands in just like they were old cars.  You know, about every two years, I'm ready for a new model."

"I know exactly what you mean."

The next conversation was started by me.  "Are you ready to go?" and directed to my wife of, well a few more than two years.  Actually 40 more than two.

"Sure," she replied.