Whats good for the goose is good for the gander.
After I retired, I moved to a resort town near a large military base. A lifelong bachelor, I enjoyed the good life, and always had a good time. Although I was sixty years old, my weight was still about 180, distributed nicely on my six foot one inch frame. Shortly after I moved to my neighborhood, a new family moved in. It was a military family; an Army Major named Jake, his wife Bev and...Read On