Todays topic: Growing Older
November 23, 2000
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Golfing Seniors "How was your golf game, dear?" asked Jack's wife Tracy. "Well, I was hitting pretty well, but my eyesight's gotten so bad I couldn't see where the ball went." "But you're seventy-five years old, Jack!" admonished his wife, "Why don't you take my brother Scott along?" "But he's eighty-five and doesn't even play golf anymore," protested Jack. "But he's got perfect eyesight. He could watch your ball," Tracy pointed out. The next day Jack teed off with Scott looking on. Jack swung, and the ball disappeared down the middle of the fairway. "Do you see it?" asked Jack. "Yup," Scott answered. "Well, where is it?" yelled Jack, peering off into the distance. "I forgot."
Remember the Elderly The following is a letter received by a pastor from an 86 year old lady.....Thankfully, I'm not there yet but I'm workin' on it........ The lady wrote.... Dear Pastor, Don't ever forget about us old folks. We are worth a fortune. We have Silver in out hair, Gold in out teeth, Stones in our kidney's, Lead in our feet and Gas in our stomachs. I myself have become quite a frivolous old gal since I wrote you last. As a matter of fact, I'm seeing five different gentleman everyday. When I get up in the morning, Will Power gets me out of bed. Then I immediately go see John. A few minutes later, Charley Horse comes along. When he leaves, Arthur-itis shows up and finally I'm so tired, I go to bed with Ben Gay. As you can see, we all need your prayers.....
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