If you’ve reached the age of sixty, you’ve lived long enough.  You’ve lived twenty years longer than John Lennon, two years longer than George Harrison.  If you’re sixty, you need to start thinking about how you’re going to take your leave of this world — something George Harrison started thinking about long before he died at fifty-eight.

At sixty, you’ve tasted joys in this world beyond imagining — making love, doing good work of one sort or another, for at least a few moments, seeing awesome wonders, like the Grand Canyon or The Empire State Building or Willie Mays playing center field.  It’s more than you ever deserved — so start thinking about checking out with some grace and gratitude.

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4 thoughts on “WHEN YOU’RE SIXTY-FOUR

  1. From the Phantom Carriage:
    “Lord, please let my soul come to maturity before it is reaped.”

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