How’s it going with getting older? Most of the time, I’m
amazed that I am in my sixties. Well, until I look in the mirror or go out on a
weeknight. But with 65 looming, I think it behoves me to ‘make hay while the
sun shines’ as my grandmother used to say.
Ah, those old sayings. They still prompt me along life’s
way. Just when I think that ‘near enough is good enough’, I hear the voice of
my father intoning ‘If a job’s worth doing, it’s worth doing well’. And so I fiddle a bit more to get it just
right. And yes, there is a certain satisfaction in doing something well.
