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.”

Poem: When Judgment Gets A Bad Rap | Sixty And…
Poor Judgment’s been slandered, accused and maligned,As if using good sense were a terrible crime. “Don’t judge!” say some people. “Be spiritual instead!”Yet without a bit of judgment, we’d all bump our heads. We’d wander through life like a cart with no wheel,Or smile at a snake while ignoring how


