OLD IS OLD

I’m an Old Man

Old — that’s what I meant to say

My father, Casper H. Hossfield, circa 1985. From a scan of a photograph of unknown provenance.

Whoever came up with the euphemisms “Elderly” and “Senior Citizen” can put them “where the sun don’t shine” as they say nowadays.

In this I have most decidedly turned into my father, of blessed memory. I can still hear him: “I’m not a senior citizen! I’m an old man! I’m proud to be an old man! Being an old man…