Welcome from Alabama. You know, sometimes I actually have to stop and think, how old am I? Mainly when some cashier asks if I'm old enough for senior discount. I lose track. I guess it's because I don't really care how old I am. Age is only a state of mind, and my mind is notorious for not acting it's age. I still toss a baseball or football around with my GS, go skating with him, play volleyball in the pool with him and I'm the first one in line at the amusement park to get on any roller coaster. If I'm stiff and sore the next day, oh well, I usually had a great time and I refuse to give that up because of a number.