Where does one begin to summarize 66 years and how those years have evolved into me, One Old Man. I think that’s what I want to do. Now, I know many people would say 66 is not old. USA Today reports that the average life expectancy for a male my age is 84. Another 18 years for me? We’ll see. But that doesn’t negate the way I feel so much of the time – old.

For most of my adult life I have felt like there was something inside of me that I should write about. That’s somewhat surprising because I have never considered myself as much of a writer. I have always been better with numbers than words. A five year old could beat me at Scrabble. When I worked with Carol at MHA, she would write the narrative portion of our funding proposals and I would do the budgets for the proposals. We were a great team. And we still are as husband and wife.

But I digress. (I might end up doing that a lot.) The purpose of this blog? I think it is to document some of thoughts and feeling about this stage of life I am experiencing. I’m not sure yet who I am documenting it for. At least for myself. Although I will be publishing what I write on the Internet, I don’t intend that anyone will see it. I will keep the URL private. I doubt that Google will find it and that I’ll show up in anyone’s search. But I will write as if someone will read it one day.

I don’t know much about writing a blog. What is the correct length and frequency of an entry? I think I’ll just write when I have a thought and end each entry when I run out of thoughts. That seems to be the correct way to do this. At least for me.

I’ll be writing about my experience of getting old. I should have a lot to write about because growing old seems to touch every aspect on one’s life.

I have thought a lot about writing this blog but didn’t quite know how or where to begin. Well, I guess I just did.