You wouldn’t watch a movie about my life. I have barely been able to live it. I don’t know why it is still going. I will enter my 83rd year in January and I do not see my entertainment value improving with age. Old age is not built for monologue. One day is much like the last one. My best one-liners were used up years ago. Where do I go for fresh material? Observation and evaluation have been redundant for years. Reflection is now reexamination. Even new books are repeating themselves. Another book on George Washington? And World War I? But here’s a new one for you: Looking out the window has not lost it’s appeal! It is as fresh and welcome as ever! I look forward to it each day.
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