<p>Singlehandedly, I’ve broken all age and body type barriers in the thrice weekly Hip Hop classes at the gym. </p>
<p>Hanging out before Hip Hop class one day, talking to women I’ve assumed are 25 to 35, one asks another, “How old are you?” And the other replies; “Fifteen.”</p>
<p>Fifteen! I’m killing myself trying to master the Beyonce Bounce with 15 year olds?</p>
<p>Lol! Go, girl! Show 'em it’s not the age, it’s the spirit.</p>
<p>These posts are hilarious! I always say it’s not the chronological age that counts, but I was almost six…that makes me younger than a lot of you! lol</p>
<p>Woodwork - a “few” years back I was waiting in vain, corner of 57th and 5th in Manhattan, for my limo pickup to the airport. Finally, gave up and went upstairs to have my secretary (can’t believe I actually had one of those btw) call the service. Overhearing her words to the dispatcher, “Well, she’s waiting on the northeast corner, wearing a brown coat and a green scarf and she’s middle-aged.” My exact age at the time? 37 :eek:!</p>
<p>:eek: !!!</p>
<p>jmmom–sadly, too many of these stories are from “a few years back.” On the bright side, most of us are from the “boomer” generation so we still maintain a plurality of the popular judgment as to who’s vital-interesting-attractive, and probably will for some time if wishful-thinking is a predictor of future trends. ;)</p>
<p>Awww. Cute old people… ;)</p>
<p>Woodwork, I’m sure that the woman thought of you as a loving, wise, and well-respected patriarch.</p>
<p>Jmmom, Maybe you were a beautiful “older” woman whom all of the young men in their twenties were after?</p>
<p>At a parent-teacher conference, a teacher told my friend’s parents that it is always nice to see grandparents so involved in their grandchild’s education! :eek:</p>
<p>This older parent thing is not unusual in DC what with second marriages and both men and women too busy with their careers to start a family until well unto their late 30s or early 40s. I was 42 when our son was born.</p>
<p>Actually, I like to think that we owe our child to Ronald Reagan, about the only good thing that came out of those years from my perspective. Sometime well into his term my wife and I, both Feds, realized that work sucked and dogs weren’t enough. Voila, along came our son to keep us meaningfully occupied and focused.</p>
<p>Here’s one from this past weekend. You know you’re getting old when your parents start asking you when you’re going to retire.</p>
<p>I knew I was old when my 27 yr. old niece said that she just saw my alltime favorite movie, “The Way We Were” and she didn’t “get it”…hmmmm</p>
<p>Last winter (down under), I dressed up as Tonya Harding for our Woohoo Olympics party and wobbled through town in my figure skates (skate guards on!). </p>
<p>To get the full effect, I poured my 40-something thighs and biceps into green shimmery…sausage casings. Completed the outfit with a sheer green tutu, a hair-up ala Tonya style and a hammer dangling from a carpenter’s belt.</p>
<p>Not that the cruisin’ teenagers knew what we were up to, but a car load drove by and shouted out to me, “Hey! You don’t look good in that!”</p>
<p>No kidding! 
You wait! It’ll happen to you one day!</p>
<p>Hey, I bet you looked great. With all those Hip Hop classes, you probably look better (younger?) than most of us!</p>
<p>Lol, Cheers! 
Is it a sign of old age or just losin’ it? I zipped into a department store one day with the intent of buying my husband some SOCKS. A stunningly gorgeous young man walked up to me and asked, “May I help you?” </p>
<p>I was so utterly stupified by this guy’s gorgeosity that I blurted out…“Yes, I’m looking for some sex…I MEAN SOCKS!” :o</p>
<p>LOL! All of you are just too funny. I love it!</p>
<p>If you really want to know how old you are compared to other famous people, or how old you were when some event occured, try this website…you just have to plug in your birthdate.</p>
<p><a href=“http://www.frontiernet.net/~cdm/age1.html[/url]”>http://www.frontiernet.net/~cdm/age1.html</a></p>
<p>And there’s on if you want to compare with moviestars and movie releases, (like Ben Hur, lol)</p>
<p><a href=“http://www.frontiernet.net/~cdm/agemov.html[/url]”>http://www.frontiernet.net/~cdm/agemov.html</a></p>
<p>Greybeard,
As to the Kennedy dividing line, I was in 5th grade when JFK was assassinated. (a relative child in this crowd, I guess). The next day the teacher was writing about it on the board when we had a fire drill, or air raid drill (anyone remember those?? You sat in the hall with your head between your legs and kissed your a-- goodbye as you waited for the A Bomb to fall). Anyway, we came back to the classroom and discovered that the teacher had only completed part of the word about yesterdays big event - so scrawled across the blackboard was “A-S-S A-S-S” (that was pretty funny to a bunch of 10 yr olds).</p>
<p>OK-- fast forward 8 years-- I am a freshman in college. Take a photo of a dear friend of mine-- he’s wearing our college t-shirt with a button down shirt (open) over it, holding a beer in one hand (yes-- drinking age was 18 back then) and giving the “thumbs up” with the other. Anyway-- get the photo developed. The button down shirt is covering the “V” at one end of the tshirt and the “AR” at the other end-- so emblazoned across his chest was “ASS”. I visited him last year outside Dartmouth during my son’s college tour and gave him an 8x10 of that photo. His kids thought it was a hoot.</p>
<p>I also visited a friend at Brown when I was a freshman in college and bought a tshirt that said “Brown” discreetly in the upper right hand corner (or so I thought). Some guy came up to me the first time I wore the t-shirt and said “what color is the other one??” Last time I wore that t-shirt!</p>
<p>Jym626,</p>
<p>I remember well the 18-year drinking age. Imagine the shock I experienced when I moved to California (which had a 21-year drinking age) six months before my 21st birthday.</p>
<p>Greybeard–I had planned to enjoy my first legal drink at a nice watering hole in Boston on my 21st birthday. Unfortunately, the drinking age dropped to 18 just months before the big day!</p>
<p>It was 18 when I started college, but then Rhode Island decided to raise it to 21. Luckily, they raised it a year at a time so it was 18 when I was 18, 19 when I was 19, etc. I always felt really bad for the class just behind me who were chasing a moving target…</p>