Yesterday my daughter e-mailed me again, asking why I didn't do
something useful with my time. "Like sitting on the couch, watching TV and drinking wine is not a good thing?" I asked.
Talking about my "doing-something-useful" seems to be her favorite topic of conversation. She was "only thinking of me", she said and suggested that I go down to
the Senior Center and hang out with the guys.
I did this and when I got home last night, I decided to play a prank on her. I e-mailed her and told her that I had joined a Parachute Club.
She replied, "Are you nuts? You are 73 years old and now you're going to start jumping out of airplanes?"
I told her that I even got a Membership Card and e-mailed a copy to her. She immediately telephoned me and yelled, "Good grief, dad, where are
your glasses?" This is a membership in a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club!"
"Oh man, I'm in trouble again," I said, "I really don't know what to do. I signed up for five jumps a week!"
The line went quiet and her friend picked up the phone and said that my daughter had fainted.
Life as a Senior Citizen is not getting any easier, but sometimes it can
be fun.