Getting older isn't for sissies. As those of you who are of age are aware, everything hurts, much of you now droops, blotches and sags and it can be difficult to climb a set of stairs without a wheeze.
The benefits are indeed scarce. Especially for a working stiff like me who wasn't smart enough to ever retire. But there is one sure benefit. There is nothing I would rather do than to traipse around our national parks.
And today, being sixty two years old, at least for a couple more months, I bought a lifetime National Parks Senior Pass. Cost ninety bucks. For ever. I bought mine at the USGS site.
Not sure why I waited nine months but glad to scratch this one off the list.
Take that, you young whippersnappers.