Paul Solman: I wouldnâ€™t have thought of a 50-year-old woman as â€œold.â€
Teresa Ghilarducci: Yeah, well, neither do I nor do I think of a 50-year-old man as being old.
I was watching the PBS News Hour last night. These words kind of struck me as age-related, themselves. When I was 20, I would have thought of a 50 year-old as old. I thought of a 45 year-old as old!
To convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one's existence â€” that which makes its truth, its meaning - its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. ~ Joseph Conrad
Let me just talk history and personal experience. I remember visiting the home of my grandparents when I was about 20. It was the "vacant" home. The door was locked, we couldn't get in. No one had lived there since my grandfather had died, 15 years earlier.
The home was in the country, a beautiful setting on the McKenzie River in British Columbia. My grandmother's "victory garden" was still there! Or, the perennial beds that formed the outlines of it were. She had planted the garden in the shape of a "V." I had never seen it before. My grandmother moved "back to the states" but I had never met this grandfather.
Fifteen years! It seemed like an enormously long time to 20 year-old me!
What about to you? To you now ... To you then?