Frazz’s comment nailed this one.
One year my tenth grade students spent time giving me the ‘dozens’ about my age, weight, hair loss, etc. We traded laughs, then I closed with this promise.
One day soon, look at the face of the oldest relative that everyone says you look like. I promise that one morning 40 years from now, you will look into your mirror, and see that person. Then, look over your shoulder and you will see me . . . laughing.
That was about 1985 and this morning, when they looked in the mirror, they found that person staring back at them. I am still laughing.
July 31, 2013