| August 17, 2009, 1:12 pm Senior Moments With Gouldthorp (Aug) |
 A Winner
It’s back-to-school time in my part of the world and as I wandered past the high school’s sports fields the other day, I stopped to watch the young folk going through their pre-season paces.
While the marching band oom-pah-pah’d its way back and forth across the soccer field, the tennis team practiced their serves and backhands and a few of the basketball players played a quick shirts-and-skins game on the outdoor court before their coach showed up and hustled them into the gym. The monsters of the gridiron were busy banging helmets and shoulder pads, and fine-tuning their fearsome line-of-scrimmage ... |
continue reading 32 comments July 20, 2009, 11:22 am Senior Moments With Gouldthorp(July BONUS) |
 What’s in a name?
Plenty. Take Mike, Sally, Jimbo and Peggy-Sue. How ‘bout Alexis, Buffy, Charlotte and Mo.? Throw in Ravi, Alejandro, Zahur, Vashti, Liam and Olesia and you’ve got the makings of a chorus to reprise Coke’s famous old advert, “I’d love to teach the world to sing….”
We’ve all got a name. It’s the blessing or the curse that’s on our birth certificate. It’s the moniker we’re stuck with; how we get called to dinner or how others refer to us in our absence.
They evoke images and stir memories. Some names carry the scent of crisp linen and ... |
continue reading 32 comments June 21, 2009, 5:44 pm Senior Moments With Gouldthorp (June) |
 THE GREAT RACE
I’ve written before about the two types that hang out at the gym; those who are just there to be seen and admired, wearing fully coordinated ensembles, looking cool, and not doing much besides talking the talk; and then there’s the rest of us plodders who have spent our hard-earned dollars on a membership in the hope of shedding a few pounds and getting in shape. And we’re not at all bothered if our outfits aren’t new or look just right. All we want to do is get our money’s worth and sweat for an hour.
Personally, I’m too ... |
continue reading 26 comments May 24, 2009, 8:50 pm SENIOR MOMENTS with gouldthorp |
 Age is just a number.
Horse-feathers. Whoever thought that one up obviously isn’t old, arthritic and have one foot in the grave. The only positive I’ve found about getting old is lying about my age. Instead of knocking years off, I like to add on a good fifteen or twenty. That way everyone I meet says, “God, you look good for your age.”
Aging is such a touchy subject. When we’re young, we can’t wait to get older, to assume the mantle of maturity and an air of gravitas. But somehow, all of that seems to stop at thirty-something when the lines ... |
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