A decade ago, I was still working full time at my “day job” and was stationed at The Tallassee Tribune. I was still writing a weekly newspaper column, and a rumination on completing another decade of existence was titled “Nothing rhymes with ‘60’” (vs. cutesy phrases like “Lordy, lordy — look who’s 40” and “Ain’t it nifty — So-and-So’s 50”).

The now-10-years-old commentary reflected on how someone should contemplate his/her status regarding health (to include weight), career accomplishments, financial status, relationships, etc. There was also advocacy “…to remember persons who were my own age — former classmates, usually — who have already crossed the way.”

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