Sometimes I question my qualifications as a geezer.
The hair is white,
Coat & tie is still standard for most days,
Joe Ferrell, Walter Tunis, Joe Gatton, Eric Johnson, Jim Rodgers, Paul Thomas, and Chuck Pogue are all friends of mine.
I haven’t recognized a “Star-Spangled Banner” singer for a decade.
And I can yell “Get offa my lawn” like a banshee.
But sometimes I worry that I’m missing something somewhere.
Then my music mix shuffles to the next selection and by the end of it I realize I’m grinning in complete happiness at Bing Crosby and the Andrews Sisters’ rendition of “Don’t Fence Me In”.
Punch my ticket. I’m totally validated.