I will proudly, even gleefully, answer to “Bumpkin” because there many positives buried in that term
I recently had the privilege of running into a dear lady who reminded me that I have not recently written any geezer related items. I will try to correct that herewith
Oh, the indignities we geezers have to tolerate!
Geezeritis (being a geezer) is a condition rather than a disease
The old geezer invites to search out a geezer and brace yourself for some marvelous tales
As much as we geezers enjoy telling and retelling tales of past adventures and conquests and tragedies, we sometimes are surprised by a tale of such love and caring that we get all teary eyed and have trouble finding our voices.
Since living to an old age is supposed to be our reward for taking good care of ourselves earlier in life, I wonder, “Just where the heck did I go wrong?”
Sitting on my front porch, working on perfecting my geezer act and enjoying yet another cup of coffee, I am suddenly overwhelmed with gratitude.
A visiting friend recently jarred me with a term I had never heard of before.
One of the several privileges of being a geezer is that some people seem to think that we old coots are wise.