The Man in the Mirror

I just brought this up last week. My sister was in town and we dropped by our old summer home in South Kingston. The new owner invited us in with a neighbor who began to reminisce about days gone by. That’s when I mentioned that “I still feel the same age. There’s just a different image staring back at me when I look in the mirror.” Everyone agreed. So, to all my “pre-social-media” friends; we’re all the same kids we were way back when. We are just packaged a little differently and have become a lot wiser.