What a pleasant flight! I was seated next to my new friend Fritz, who has retired from Trane air conditioners and the bitter cold of Wisconsin to cruise around South America and the Caribbean. Fritz has never been married and has no kids (that he admits to knowing about). He's quick to warn me about the wiley ways of the softer sex. I told him he's more than a few days late and many dollars short.
As I'm writing this on my iPhone, 33,000 feet above the crystalline waters of the Caribbean and the shores of some nameless tropical isle I can't help but wonder what I'll say to the guy next to me when I'm Fritz's age. Heck, I just hope I'm that spry when (if) I get to be his age. You should see this guy working the flight attendants. An artist. Truly, this man is an artist.
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