The Humor of Old Men

This subject has been incubating in my mind for a few years.  I am quite qualified for this subject because I was reared in the midst of old men.  My Dad was forty when I was born so by the time I could listen with good reason, I was saturated with the wit of “The Greatest Generation”.  I am further qualified because now I am looked at, as that once revered title of, “Old Man”.  I have been a “hoary head” since my forties.

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Old Men

Old men are not what they appear to be.  They look weakened, wrinkled, frumpy, and a little dazed but that is not what they are at all.  Inside is a spirit that can still run like lightning, pick up a rock and throw it beyond reason, and make some giggly girl tear off his chatty ring at recess in the Spring.  He is old but still a boy deep inside.

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