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Yesterday
my daughter e-mailed me – again – asking why I didn’t do something
useful with my time. Like sitting around the pool and drinking wine
isn’t a good thing?
Talking about my “doing-something-useful” seems to be her favorite
topic of conversation. She is “only thinking of me,” she said, and
suggested I go down to the Senior Center and hang out with the fellas.
So, I did and when I got home, decided to play a prank on her. I sent
her an e-mail saying that I had joined the Senior Parachute Club. 
She replied, “Are you nuts? You’re 76 years-old and now you’re going to
start jumping out of airplanes?”
I told her that I even had a Membership Card and e-mailed a copy to her.
Immediately, she telephoned me and yelled, “Good grief, Dad, where are
your glasses?! This is a membership to a Prostitute Club, not a
Parachute Club.”
“Oh man, am I in trouble,” I said, “I signed up for five jumps a week!”
The line went dead.
Life as a Senior Citizen isn’t getting any easier, but sometimes it can
be
fun.
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