October 2nd, 2014 → 6:10 am @ // No Comments

“The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side,
His youthful hose well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound.” – As You Like It

My in-laws were in town last week, and despite the fact that my father-in-law is 85 years old (!), he is nothing like the sixth age of man that Shakespeare describes above.  He still walks, drives, snow mobiles, he even roofed his house last year.  Granted, he’s a bit shrunk and wears glasses (though so do I), but otherwise his overall fitness is impressive.

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