We got an email from a friend a few years ago when he was celebrating his 88th birthday in Sarasota, Florida. “Going to dinner with my granddaughter and her Dad. Got myself a massage and just got home from my playwriting class. Busy day for an 88 year old.”

Chasing Horizons: A Journey Worth Taking | Sixty And Me
If we were the pilots of our own flight of life’s fulfillment and meaning, would the Universe choose who would accompany us on our journey? Let’s see. There would be a flight crew, a co-pilot, passengers, the occasional hijacker, terrorist, and a ground crew that would keep us safely soaring


