60 and Over
We don't really plan on how long we'll hobby or when we'll get old. It just gradually happens and with it a new set of priorities that shift and change as gracefully as we do...hopefully
I've loved many older gentlemen, but one in particular that played it out to the end!
He was a good friend until he left here 2 years ago and he'd not like to know that I knew his age!
He acted like a 50 year old, but he was well into his 80's.
Everyone thinks they know how good they are, how far they'll go, how much they'll take. But we only know how great we are when tested.
My friend spent the better part of his last bad months with me. Some were good, most were bad.
I think about it often, whether it's safe to play with men that could literally exhaust themselves.
My defining answer is, yes.
Keep on keeping on until you can't keep on anymore.
What if tomorrow is your last day? Wouldn't you want to spend it with the people you love, share some tears with them and then go have a good time? I would!
And so did he.
Also, he left nothing to me.
He gave me more while he was alive than he ever could afterward. And that was plenty.
I've loved many older gentlemen, but one in particular that played it out to the end!
He was a good friend until he left here 2 years ago and he'd not like to know that I knew his age!
He acted like a 50 year old, but he was well into his 80's.
Everyone thinks they know how good they are, how far they'll go, how much they'll take. But we only know how great we are when tested.
My friend spent the better part of his last bad months with me. Some were good, most were bad.
I think about it often, whether it's safe to play with men that could literally exhaust themselves.
My defining answer is, yes.
Keep on keeping on until you can't keep on anymore.
What if tomorrow is your last day? Wouldn't you want to spend it with the people you love, share some tears with them and then go have a good time? I would!
And so did he.
Also, he left nothing to me.
He gave me more while he was alive than he ever could afterward. And that was plenty.
I spent the last afternoon he had, eating his favorite lunch, in our favorite bed.
It feels good to share it.
Xo's
I've loved many older gentlemen, but one in particular that played it out to the end!
He was a good friend until he left here 2 years ago and he'd not like to know that I knew his age!
He acted like a 50 year old, but he was well into his 80's.
Everyone thinks they know how good they are, how far they'll go, how much they'll take. But we only know how great we are when tested.
My friend spent the better part of his last bad months with me. Some were good, most were bad.
I think about it often, whether it's safe to play with men that could literally exhaust themselves.
My defining answer is, yes.
Keep on keeping on until you can't keep on anymore.
What if tomorrow is your last day? Wouldn't you want to spend it with the people you love, share some tears with them and then go have a good time? I would!
And so did he.
Also, he left nothing to me.
He gave me more while he was alive than he ever could afterward. And that was plenty.
I spent the last afternoon he had, eating his favorite lunch, in our favorite bed.
It feels good to share it.
Xo's
... to be treasured, and lived to the fullest. Especially now, as I grow older, I treasure every moment in the company of a fine woman. I'm grateful that I'm in good health and that all the important bits still work quite well. 
... then I shoot an email to a favorite provider
I stopped asking these questions in my 30's when I thought I'd long retired & thought I was over the hill in hobby years. Later, as luck & circumstances would have it, the universe told me differently. Now, I am back in the hobby saddle. I adore older men, and especially love if they're married,which leaves me time to do as I please. None of us are getting any younger-but the best of us are getting better,smarter, & sexier. One of my ATF songs is 50 ways by Paul Simon & when my maker calls me home-I know it'll be playin' on repeat. Cheers to Carpe Diem, cuz, I'm counting on Willie Nelson to roll me up & smoke me when I die