Age Is Only a Number (part 1)
A young lady shows interest in an older gentleman.
At seventy, I had an epiphany that the sand in the hourglass was accumulating quickly at the bottom. I was in good shape for my age, thanks to a wife who insisted on unprocessed, fresh food and lots of exercise. Unfortunately, cancer had leveled the playing field for her, and suddenly I found myself a widower. With my wife's passing, I let laziness get a foot in the door, and I started to let bad habits creep into my life...