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An 84 yr old Dad's Peril !

Yesterday my daughter e-mailed me AGAIN, asking why I didn’t do something useful with my time. “Like sitting around the pool and drinking wine is not a good thing?” I asked. Talking about my “doing-something-useful” seems to be her favourite topic of conversation. She was “only thinking of me,” she said and suggested that I go down to the Senior Centre and hang out with the blokes. I did this and when I got home last night, I decided to play a prank on her. I emailed her and told her that I had joined a Parachute Club. She replied, “Are you nuts? You are 84-years-old and now you’re going to start jumping out of aeroplanes?” I told her that I even got a Membership Card and emailed a copy to her. She immediately telephoned me and yelled, “Good grief, Dad, where are your glasses?! This is a Membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club.” “Oh man, I’m in trouble again,” I said. “I really don’t know what to do. I signed up for five jumps a week!!” The line went dead.

Life as a Senior Citizen is not getting any easier, but sometimes it can be fun.