Senior Living

I’m confused. Most of you are reading this column on June 16, but I’ve been writing it since I finished my last column because my wife and I are driving to California for my son’s college graduation on Saturday. As I’m writing, that will be this coming Saturday — but for you readers, it was last Saturday! I feel as if I’m in an HG Wells time machine, not knowing which week I’m in, mine or yours!

I need to start writing early because I don’t have that newspaper reporter talent of writing clearly on a short deadline. It takes me a while to be coherent. And although I do have several ideas cooking, I have nothing ready to pull out of the oven.