My own pappy is still kicking at 92. Takes about a kilo of daily supplements along with a few 'scripts. Mom made it to 95, but didn't really know it. She took a few herbals and a few prescriptions.
So, I'm convinced it's largely genetic.
I've worn out a pair of hips and the titanium replacements are getting kind of worn, too. My knees could use replacements, but with worn out hips there doesn't seem to be much purpose. I've got a couple of bum shoulders that used to serve me very well in the gym punching out multiple sets of bench press reps in the 360 pound range. My elbows would allow multiple sets of curls at 180-plus pounds on the machine and 150 lbs of free weight. And I did all this for better than 40 years--until all the joints wore out at the same time.
So, I'm not complaining, really. I earned every bit of discomfort I have now. And, I've got a book of memories that most would envy.
And when I say I miss something, that's just what it is. There are things, places, people, dogs and skills I once knew and loved. Many are history. Some are still hanging around. some new and very different skills are coming over the horizon. One is coming up kinda soon as Bunny and I are taking a boat ride up the Amazon. That's one of the blessings of getting older--I don't need permission; and I can afford the trip.
So, that's the tale. This place is changing and I miss communicating with old friends, some more than others. I loved getting into it with the Fighting Quaker, and Benny was a great source of wisdom and knowledge. Tom could drive a saint to sinning, but he was right more than he was wrong. And I loved reading the arguments. Rastus, Jumbo, Billt and Peg are friends I wouldn't recognize on the street but friends they surely are. And Tab is certainly Tab. Deepwater and Hazcat are just around the corner... But I do miss the Flying Monkeys and being sent to the corner. There are so many others I can't immediately pull from memory (another thing I miss) just know you weren't intentionally overlooked.
Still, I'll keep dropping by. If you don't see or hear from me for a couple weeks here and there, don't sweat it. I'm probably out of town. Arizona, Israel, Hawaii and other places are already penciled in. I'm not going to ruin the experience by a dependance on any sort of social media so you won't hear from the Rabbit when I'm hopping down the bunny trail.
I love you guys,
Crusader Rabbit