tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540771071400993487.post6104835214688206804..comments2024-03-17T12:44:45.544-04:00Comments on <b>Dawn Potter</b>: Dawn Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500960150846895633noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540771071400993487.post-77038064821729726842011-05-30T09:23:06.020-04:002011-05-30T09:23:06.020-04:00In 1981 my junior prom date was 17-going-on-50. Wh...In 1981 my junior prom date was 17-going-on-50. When I saw him a couple of weeks ago, he was 47-going-on-50. That was eerie.Dawn Potterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07500960150846895633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540771071400993487.post-60024509482580905872011-05-30T09:18:28.336-04:002011-05-30T09:18:28.336-04:00Dawn, ALL of us get older because of the natural p...Dawn, ALL of us get older because of the natural passage of time, some of us age physically, some of us are old from birth, until our peer finally are the same age we've been since the beginning of time, some of us fight growing older (how silly)and some of us ( I suspect that is you as it is me) are young eternally because of attitude and dedication to life. I personally know only one person who "refuses" to age. I do take great delight (God, forgive me this pleasure) in announcing me age. I will be 64 and I am who I am. I look at pictures and I do look like my mom and my grandmother, I remember that my grandmother was voted the "Most beaturiful girl at the Hamburg (CT) Fair. One could only wish from such accolades. However, my beloved honorary grandchildren and grand nieces/nephews and truck stop children really DON"T give a damn about my age or looks. That is what is really important. happy day. See you soon.Ruthnoreply@blogger.com