I have become......




..... one of those crotchety old coots who walks outside at 6:01 a.m. and every five minutes thereafter (each time muttering to myself) to see if my Sarasota Herald-Tribune newspaper has been delivered.

My best friends will not be surprised.  They have always been deeply aware of my incipient old cootdom.

I am perversely proud of it.

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