Lughnasa\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 New Moon (Harvest M00n)<\/p>\n
Oil change today for the Celica, now at 255,000 miles and still nimble.\u00a0 Then a drive up to Elk River to buy straw.<\/p>\n
The guy who runs Martie’s Feed and Seed is about my height, 5’7″, wears a ball cap like I do.\u00a0 I have maybe 15 years or so on him.\u00a0 As I went up to the counter, he said, “What can I do for you, young man?”\u00a0 Again, this young man.\u00a0 I seem to have reached a point where people find me in need of assurance that they still count me among the able, which, of course, in the perverse way of such assurances, does the opposite.<\/p>\n
The mirror shows a gray haired, gray bearded guy with significant balding and some wrinkles.\u00a0 The Keatons, my mom’s side of the family, age early in the face and I’m no exception.\u00a0 This is another of those invisible border lines, reinforced by multiple responses.\u00a0 Soon, I’ll start thinking of myself as a “young man,” that is, an old man in need of a jocular boost from those in the know.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Lughnasa\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 New Moon (Harvest M00n) Oil change today for the Celica, now at 255,000 miles and still nimble.\u00a0 Then a drive up to Elk River to buy straw. The guy who runs Martie’s Feed and Seed is about my height, 5’7″, wears a ball cap like I do.\u00a0 I have maybe 15 years or so … Continue reading Young Man<\/span>