I was old again for a couple of months this year, and then I stopped. Old age started abruptly, out of the blue. I began feeling tired every day and worrying in a boring way about a work overload. Something was wrong. One day I had been reading after lunch in the sun. Then it […]
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In which the syndrome of prosopagnosia demonstrates and exacerbates the problem of finding a photograph that represents the true identity of an older person.
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Too much information? That’s good, in a way. It means we are forced to be highly selective about the truckloads of advice that come our way about aging in style. Our BS detectors are always at the ready. I’m left cold by tips on improving my character. (Whaddya mean, ‘Be opportunistic?’) I am interested in practical tips, stuff I can do and […]
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