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Can't really be sure of course, but I'm suspecting my concerns about what others will learn and think of me will plummet precipitously upon my death.
Also, I doubt many would be shocked and even fewer surprised.

Can't really be sure of course, but I'm suspecting my concerns about what others will learn and think of me will plummet precipitously upon my death.
Also, I doubt many would be shocked and even fewer surprised.

Can't really be sure of course, but I'm suspecting my concerns about what others will learn and think of me will plummet precipitously upon my death.
Also, I doubt many would be shocked and even fewer surprised.

Can't really be sure of course, but I'm suspecting my concerns about what others will learn and think of me will plummet precipitously upon my death.
Also, I doubt many would be shocked and even fewer surprised.

Hahahaha…I am fit…but fortunately c1 Corvettes had ignitions.   Of course, with 9,000 miles on it, I’ve been driven longer and harder than the car 😅

You must be very fit to be able to hand crank a Model T.🤪

At stages of my life the question "Are you gay?" elicited different reactions from me. At first, the very thought of the question somewhat terrified me. Later on, it annoyed me that someone would, as I saw it, be so nosey and invasive. Now I've come to believe that the only people who ask the question are the ones who think they already know the answer, and that my answer doesn't really matter.
If I say "Yes," they react with, "Aha! I knew it!" And if I say "No," I hear, "Fine, fine, don't tell me!" So now I just smile and walk away. [Unless he's cute, of course. And is holding nipple clamps. Then it's different.}

A urinary what?

A urinary what?

At stages of my life the question "Are you gay?" elicited different reactions from me. At first, the very thought of the question somewhat terrified me. Later on, it annoyed me that someone would, as I saw it, be so nosey and invasive. Now I've come to believe that the only people who ask the question are the ones who think they already know the answer, and that my answer doesn't really matter.
If I say "Yes," they react with, "Aha! I knew it!" And if I say "No," I hear, "Fine, fine, don't tell me!" So now I just smile and walk away. [Unless he's cute, of course. And is holding nipple clamps. Then it's different.}

At stages of my life the question "Are you gay?" elicited different reactions from me. At first, the very thought of the question somewhat terrified me. Later on, it annoyed me that someone would, as I saw it, be so nosey and invasive. Now I've come to believe that the only people who ask the question are the ones who think they already know the answer, and that my answer doesn't really matter.
If I say "Yes," they react with, "Aha! I knew it!" And if I say "No," I hear, "Fine, fine, don't tell me!" So now I just smile and walk away. [Unless he's cute, of course. And is holding nipple clamps. Then it's different.}

Yes! This is why old men wear their pants up to the middle of their chests. Otherwise, the cuffs get stepped on and tattered.
We learn nothing so well, nor make it our own, as when we have discovered it for ourselves.  - Rene Descartes

When I was young, the only persons who would have asked me, "Are you gay?" would have been people who were actively gay themselves. because straight people didn't know what it meant. The first time someone asked me that, I said "Yes," because I thought he wanted to know how I felt about going home with him.

At stages of my life the question "Are you gay?" elicited different reactions from me. At first, the very thought of the question somewhat terrified me. Later on, it annoyed me that someone would, as I saw it, be so nosey and invasive. Now I've come to believe that the only people who ask the question are the ones who think they already know the answer, and that my answer doesn't really matter.
If I say "Yes," they react with, "Aha! I knew it!" And if I say "No," I hear, "Fine, fine, don't tell me!" So now I just smile and walk away. [Unless he's cute, of course. And is holding nipple clamps. Then it's different.}

Yes! This is why old men wear their pants up to the middle of their chests. Otherwise, the cuffs get stepped on and tattered.
We learn nothing so well, nor make it our own, as when we have discovered it for ourselves.  - Rene Descartes

At stages of my life the question "Are you gay?" elicited different reactions from me. At first, the very thought of the question somewhat terrified me. Later on, it annoyed me that someone would, as I saw it, be so nosey and invasive. Now I've come to believe that the only people who ask the question are the ones who think they already know the answer, and that my answer doesn't really matter.
If I say "Yes," they react with, "Aha! I knew it!" And if I say "No," I hear, "Fine, fine, don't tell me!" So now I just smile and walk away. [Unless he's cute, of course. And is holding nipple clamps. Then it's different.}

Yes! This is why old men wear their pants up to the middle of their chests. Otherwise, the cuffs get stepped on and tattered.
We learn nothing so well, nor make it our own, as when we have discovered it for ourselves.  - Rene Descartes

After enlisting in the Navy, I had to take a number of aptitude tests to help determine the programs I should be placed in. I'm pretty sure I failed the mechanical aptitude test since I couldn't tell the difference between a monkey wrench and an actual monkey. It should, then, come as no surprise that I initially thought the car's oil light came on when it was time to change the oil. And, in a way, I was right.

Cutting my toenails now that I'm older and fatter.

nosy strangers asking me something too personal. 
 
I finally learned that i don't have to answer.

Getting physically shorter,
At the end of high school, the doctor’s office measured me at 5’11”.
Through most of my adult years I was 5’10”. 
Now, I am afraid to measure myself but I think I am 5’9”.