I’ve reached that age where you start thinking about slowing down. By the time my parents were my current age, they had retired. I can even imagine the fact. Then again, it’s hard for me to believe that my father will turn 90 later this year. It seems like only yesterday I was tagging along when he went to work at the TV station. You and I both know that was thousands of yesterdays ago. The other day, I realized that my dad retired roughly 25 years ago. How can that be? Time is flying. My father told me that’s what happens as we get older. Perhaps I can pretend…