January 18, 2008
Forever Young
I met a man at the store tonight from South Georgia. He’s 75 years old and this is first time he’s been North of Tennessee. He decided to spend the winter up here in Maine, smack dab in the middle of the first real winter we’ve had in years. I had to ask him why.
“Because,” he said, “last fall I realized that I was about to turn seventy-five and I’d never tasted snow before.”
He is my new hero.
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R. J. Keller is the author of Waiting For Spring. An avid independent movie enthusiast, she was Managing Editor of The Movie Fanatic website and created episodes of the writer-centric YouTube series, Inside The Writers' Studio, with author Kristen Tsetsi. She co-hosted Book Chatter with Stacey Cochran from 2011-2014. She lives in Central Maine with her family, where she enjoys gardening, collecting geeky memorabilia, and watching other people cook.
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January 18th, 2008 at 11:57 am
I’m definitely the type to test the waters with my toes, but when I grow up, I want to be someone who dives right in.
January 18th, 2008 at 8:54 pm
THat old man is my mortal enemy.
Give up nice Southern weather for snow?
If he said that to me, I’d have to smack him, regardless the age.
January 21st, 2008 at 2:37 am
Do they still have car races on the frozen lakes and rivers?
January 21st, 2008 at 4:17 am
I’m sure there are some pinheads still doing it. Actually, this year’s been cold enough to almost support the weight. It’s been awhile.