As I approach my 88th birthday it's become apparent to me that my eyes and ears among other appurtenances aren't quite what they used to be. The prospect of long flights to wherever in search of whatever are not quite as appealing.
I talked to ex-wives of musicians of the '70s for research. They're the funniest people in the world yet there is this sad beautiful thing in their eyes that says they've seen more than they could ever possibly tell you.
