Feeling like an old man at 40

Reddog,

80! The docs didn't give me 60, and I'm creeping up on 62 (still stage 4. but not dead yet) Can I use you as a model?

Hoc, You're welcome to it! Hope you enjoy it as much as I have! When I have a young person out here for a shooting lesson I always tell them that I can still shoot the balls off a gnat at 25 yards and don't even wear glasses yet! Gives them something to strive for!
Layton, What is that thing in your back yard?
Dick
 
I should probably get some whiskey and drink a medicinal glass a day. The oldest of old timers used to swear it would lubricate the joints. I always thought that sage advice.

All of my Grand Parents and such came to Wyoming from Missouri at the turn of the last century. They were firm believers in a glass of medicinal shine or sippin' whiskey etc.

I've kept up the tradition with a glass of Scotch. I may need to get some better Scotch or go to Whiskey as it don't seem to be workin' on the joints anymore.:cool:
 
Im 81, father died at 87. VA cardiologist said I would I would not make it to my fathers age when I asked about my projected life expectancy. Think I'll go buy another gun to leave to my grandsons and make me feel better. I think he's wrong, still at my Marine Corps weight (173) walk straight, all lab readings good. I'll go pop in to his office on my 88 birthday if he is still alive.
 
Gator, I have read through this entire thread and all I can say is "You have a very hard audience". No sympathy.:D

BTW- Wait until you turn 50.:D

Look at it like this. You are one year closer to retirement.:D
You don't want to think about the alternative.
 
Im 81, father died at 87. VA cardiologist said I would I would not make it to my fathers age when I asked about my projected life expectancy. Think I'll go buy another gun to leave to my grandsons and make me feel better. I think he's wrong, still at my Marine Corps weight (173) walk straight, all lab readings good. I'll go pop in to his office on my 88 birthday if he is still alive.

Remember 50% of the doctors out there graduated in the bottom half of their class. Just sayin...:cool:
 
I had my first mid-life crisis at 28. :D

A couple of years ago my much-younger sister (she's only 65) gave me a framed copy of a quote from the great Satchel Paige.

It said, "How old would you be if you didn't know how old you was?"

I try to remember that. Sometimes it works. :)
 
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Said it before. "I can remember when the Dead Sea was only sick." Blessed so far. Only had serious things they could fix with a knife or such. 72 ain't bad at all. I still laugh a whole lot.
 
Reading thru this thread was fun, I can agree with so many of the posts . So here's how I see this. 40 years old well Suck it up kid you still have a full decade before you can ENJOY your first mid life crises. There is a lot to look forward to as we age and you need to be ready to enjoy all the fun things you can do as you age. I'm going on 61 this year and planning my third mid life crises.
 
I'm all but 76. I'm doing well in all categories except old Mr. Art Ritus is after me big time. I can only echo Mule Packer and Iggy in their comments about the after affects of life with large animals that can kick, bite, stomp and buck. My left shoulder is a daily reminder that I once foolishly decided to give one of my Morgan Horse Stallions a break from boredom (the breeding season was over) and take him for a good ride. We did fine until I was just entering a hard packed clay road down the side of my property, when one of those dam mares whinneyed real big to the Stallion. He got real goosey and then went to bucking big time. I finally flew over his head and landed on that left shoulder point and the side of my head on that hard clay. When the grogginess left I got up and watched the Stallion run to the fence and start foreplay with the mare which I knew full well it wasn't going to do him any good. She was already in foal. And then I have the hip that hurts when the weather is damp and cold that resulted when a perfectly docile mare, cow kicked me while she was eating and I had made the mistake of walking too close to her. My only relief is the medical quality Jacuzzi Spa hot tub that I have.
That apparatus has added years to my back and joints useful lives. ...... Big Cholla
 
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It does not get better my friend, the list only gets longer and the already listed items become more obvious. Some of the people who work for me still live with their parents, and they ask about the sixties and seventies the way I asked about the 30s and 40s. It really hit home when one young staffer asked me if "Stairway to Heaven" (playing on my iPod) was "the Beatles". Learn to enjoy it. :-)
 
Gator; I'm about in the same boat as you. But I turn 84 in June. Just a few aches & pains so far but can't drive at night anymore. I passed out at my gunsmiths the other day & don't remember it much. Doc said he doesn't know either. It's tough living alone so as much as I dread it I guess it's the best thing. So I will be off the Forum until I get my computer hooked up. I'm not ready to go to the "Big S&W Forum in the Sky" yet.
 
Driving at Night?

Gator; I'm about in the same boat as you. But I turn 84 in June. Just a few aches & pains so far but can't drive at night anymore. I passed out at my gunsmiths the other day & don't remember it much. Doc said he doesn't know either. It's tough living alone so as much as I dread it I guess it's the best thing. So I will be off the Forum until I get my computer hooked up. I'm not ready to go to the "Big S&W Forum in the Sky" yet.

Dick: If the reason you won't drive at night is related to just not seeing a clearly as you once did................IMHO, it just could be related to cataracts. I didn't even realize that I had cataracts until my Ophthalmologist asked me if I would like to be referred to a surgeon for the cataract surgery that I should have. I ask all the usual questions and then ask the big one, "OK, if it is your eyes getting cataract surgery, who would be doing it?" He looked around to see if anyone could hear and then gave me a name. I did have the left eye done first and the the right eye done one month later. The operation and recovery was a piece of cake for both eyes. But, I digress............The difference in my night vision was to make a pun, the difference between night and day. My wife has the same problem and we had previously decided that we would no longer plan any driving trips at night. Well, I'm back to driving at any time of the night that I want or need to. She has not had the operation and is still very much afraid to be caught out driving after dark.

Our next door neighbor is a lead surgical RN at a Surgical Center used by many Ophthalmologist Surgeons. She told us my pick of Surgeon was "The Best" and that the results can vary considerably with skill, training and equipment used. So, I can only say it pays to shop around. ......................
 
It is different when you turn 40, things I use to do all the time with regularity is now not as appealing and harder to do. I use to chase women, drink lots of beer/ booze and party till 3am but those days are long behind. Now I am not saying I am a super handsome looking guy but the women I get hitting on me now are either super old or super young. The young ones think you have money and mainly want you for that and the older ones make me feel like I am looking for a sugar mama. If your not married by 40 then you probably should not get married.
 
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I was visiting my Dad (who made it to 94!) one day and complaining that I was almost 60. He looked me in the eye and said, "I wish I was 60 again."

That shut me right up. As usual, he was dead right.

BTW, " When you hear the Meadow Larks singing in May you'll git a spring in your step and none of that minor stuff will matter."

Yup, I live to hear that first little guy let loose, sitting over there on a fence post. Prettiest music in the world.
 
I think that 10:00pm is late.

I did not know what a digital native was, and I am still vague about what a millenial is.

I have no social media. No Facebook, no Twitter...and only a vague idea what other social media options exist.

I forget what the point of going to a bar is.

I have an ugly hat that wear because it is warm.

I don't know who most current actors and actresses are.

I still think of CDs and even tapes when music comes up.

1990s guns still seem new to me.

My joints hurt when it gets cold.

I have a walking stick.

I still like to browse print magazines at a newsstand.

I smoke a pipe.

My kids have Ipads in Kindergarten and 1st grade at school. I had textbooks from the fifties and sixties. Some flags still had 48 states on them in the books.

I still have a radio.

I do not know how to work my smart phone. I have trouble answering calls on it. Often I forget to charge it.

Getting a haircut seems like too much bother.

I have a glass of wine daily, not because I want, but because it is like medicine.

The only women who look at me look old. Am I that old? Ack, I am.
I'm gonna be 36 in June. Minus the pipe, walking stick and wine, I think we're related haha.......
 

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