Joy is obtaining a big, loving, caring shut-knit household in yet another town.
Young. Old. Just words. Inside we feel like our shoe size.
I find you have to take each day as it comes and be thankful for who's left and whatever you can still do.
I smoke ten to fifteen cigars a day. At my age I have to hold on to something.
When Jack Benny has a party, you not only bring your own scotch, you bring your own rocks.
Old age is when you resent the swimsuit issue of Sports Illustrated because there are fewer articles to read.