Yesterday, I got the mail
and had to laugh. Now I
know I am getting old.
The mail told me so.
See the first envelope
I open told me all about
how they wanted me to
join their club. It was a
book club. What is
unusual about that?
Their books were the
latest of books......
IN LARGE PRINT.
Then the next envelope
I open was from a magazine
that wanted me to buy two
of their books. It seems
they think I am from
THE WHIZ-BANG
YEARS. Yep, now
they have a name for us.
See I have slipped
thru the Baby Boomer,
which is called just
Boomers now. I am
too old for them.
And I am too young
to be a depression
kid. So I guess I am
a WHIZ-BANG KID.
Yep, life is a kick
On a Snowy Day
9 hours ago
2 comments:
A Whiz Bang Kid??? What the heck is that supposed to mean? At least I had a good laugh - without having to whiz!
I keep getting the ones for funerals! Now that is scary!!!
Loved Rokon's pictures....enjoy the snow, what else can you do?
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