People rudely ask, “How old are you?” and then look shocked when I answer, “Ninety.”

“Well, God bless you,” they say.

Ninety isn’t that old. Millions of turtles are older than me.

My grandson yearns to be older, so he’s “six and a half.”

Therefore, I’m now 60 and a half.

Gene Newman wrote this story. See more at GeneNewmanImagineThat.com.