Originally Posted by
Mark E. Hurling
I took yesterday off to get into the local Social Security office to check on what I thought was my on-line submission. The majority of the people there were a sorry lot. Predictably, they were mainly old people. Some were hobbling around on canes hunched over and were assisted by what appeared to younger family members. Both physically and mentally. Really a grim presage of what could be to come if you don't try to keep active and strong and engaged in the world beyond your sofa and daytime TV. The most egregious one was younger than me, and a classic escapee of the 60's. Long hair, lots of old faded ink, and an oxygen line to his nose with a severe limp. Really a worn look on the guy. As he loped his way around he was juggling his envelopes of papers and a lighter dropped out of his pocket. WTF! I thought. A while later he limped up to the security guard and said he was going outside for a smoke, could he watch his papers and stuff? Jesus. I suspect he won't be getting a long term payment from Social Security. If his lungs don't give, out he'll maybe forget he has an oxygen line in and blow himself to kingdom come.
Get under and keep under the iron, and encourage your aging relatives or acquaintances to do likewise.