As I grow older, I have discovered yet another fault in me, the tendency to be self-righteous. I discover a fault in somebody else, and I become indignant. This, when because of my age, I suffer many shortcomings myself.
My doctor’s phlebotomist visits my house regularly to take a blood sample, and the doctor’s nurse reports the results. Well, one of my samples got lost and I was beside myself. I finally settled down and made a new appointment. What did I think, the world had come to an end?
No, I thought my memory was failing, a worse scenario. And it does, but not that badly yet. I pray for those oldsters who experience that.
Civilization 