The DH reached the ripe old age of 78 a couple of weeks ago but you'd never know it. He's still very active playing bean bags, horseshoes and pool several times a week. Age shouldn't be counted in years, but in the way you feel. I've known 30 year olds that were old and 90 year olds that were young. We've both been blessed with good health, the best gift anyone could receive. My dear husband can still howl at the moon, even when it's blue. Keep howling, Honey!
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