When I’m 64

the-beatles-509069_1920It was 1967.  I was 14 years old and a  freshman in high school.  The Beatles had come out with their latest album “Yellow Submarine.”  Mixed in amongst other memorable songs was this one…

“When I’m Sixty Four”

When I get older losing my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I’d been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four?

     I could not fathom ever getting to this age, but here I am, today August 10 now 64 years old. Luckily I still have my hair.  It’s gray but covered up with brown hair color.  My birthday greeting was just delivered by my love.  We will be going out and having wine. I don’t stay out late. I’m still needed and loved.  So I am happy to report, all and all life is good at 64.  Time flies.
     When I was a teenager, all I could think about was freedom.  When I was 16 I bought my first car, a ’63 VW Bug that I named Waldo.  Waldo & I had many adventures together.  At 64 years old, I am much like my first car.
’63 BUG

I have the heart & soul

of a ’63 VW Bug

In my youth

A steady warrior of the road

But now

A purring antiquity

That prefers the slow lane


My air cooled engine

Runs too hot in the summer

And too cold in the winter

And by today’s standard

A safety hazard


I’m outdated by all those newer models

All computerized

Insulated from most discomforts

Of the daily ride


But a manual transmission suits me

I can still feel the gears

Slide into place

Getting there more slowly

But arriving

Having enjoyed the scenery


10 thoughts on “When I’m 64

  1. Just starting my own blog with a life long friend. Revisionist Retirement.com here on WordPress. I enjoyed your style of writing and smiled at your reminiscences. I am a 1954 baby so right in there with you. Belated happy birthday!

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