Surely someone out there reading this will beat me by a mile but not many
of you, I'm guessing. So let me unabashedly hoot it up a bit for age and
seniority (like Kath just did). And reaching that milestone of milestones
(yesterday): age 65.
Did someone say
S E N I O R D I S C O U N T S
S E N I O R D I S C O U N T S
Ask Astrid: I HAVE NO SHAME. Some of the discounts started at
age 50...like when I became a card-carrying member of AARP. That was 15 years ago when I found out I was NOT one of the Baby Boomers, being too old by one year. Presdident Clinton was; I was not.
Cher, Diane Keaton, Dolly Parton, Alan Rickman, Donald Trump, Eugene Levy,
Gilda Radner, Sally Field, Susan Sarandon, Linda Ronstadt, Liza Minnelli, Suzanne
Sommers, Sylvester Stallone, Tommy Lee Jones---all of them Baby
Boomers. All from 1946.
Okay, so maybe the list isn't more impressive when you go back a
year to 1945 but who can argue about sharing seniority with the likes of
Bette Midler, Diane Sawyer, Eric Clapton, Helen Mirren, Goldie Hawn, Mia
Farrow, Priscilla Presley, Rod Stewart, Steve Martin, Carly Simon, Diane von
Furstenberg, and a thousand others.
Did someone say
S E N I O R D I S C O U N T S
S E N I O R D I S C O U N T S
Years ago when Mom and Dad were still alive but with an empty nest
(after 8 kids!), I remember visiting them and hearing how their daily
ritual was to drive over to McDonald's for their 10-cent
coffee...because they were seniors. You should have seen the excitement
on Mom's face when she told me. They were like teenagers on a date.
At 55, wife Astrid was able to put her name on the waiting list for
the senior-living complex where we now live here in The Netherlands. Some
such places in the States have a minimum age requirement of 50.
In England, once you turn 60 you get a free bus pass. At 62
I was able to start receiving my Social Security income. This month, at 65,
I'm now eligible for Medicare.
At 65, no one asks anymore what the senior-discount age is:
everyone is a senior by 65 and is usually eligible for at least some
discount, whether it's for movies, prescriptions, concerts, exhibitions,
travel, or you name it. WHO DOESN'T LIKE MONEY! I still bend down
to pick up a penny on the sidewalk. And why not! I figure I deserve
every cent I can find and save. More left over for the next grand
adventure, right? One penny at a time.
Did someone say
S E N I O R D I S C O U N T S
S E N I O R D I S C O U N T S
Ask Astrid again: Do I have any shame? Are you kidding
me! I will ask for every discount I can get my hands on till they're sick
and tired of me. And I will smile all the way to the bank.
By the way, there's a reason why they give us these discounts, of
course. Do you ever feel like the Little Engine that Could? This
old grey mare ain't what she used to be and sometimes repeats the daily mantra,
"I think I can, I think I can." Does anyone
know what you get for turning 70? The above steam train was born
in 1940 and gave us a dandy little ride when we visited the Steam Festival in nearby Dordtrecht a couple weekends ago. If I look that good 5
years from now, I'll deserve more than a senior discount!
[Yesterday my Dutch wife, Astrid, was our guest blogger here at
V&V. Thank you for all the birthday wishes there! :)]
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