Or, at least, fun news; especially for those of us who are on the downhill side of midlife. Amidst the gloom of war stories, sex scandals and broken politics, I heard a story on NPR today about an 83-year-old woman who took her first solo flight a few weeks ago.
She told NPR that she hadn't taken her first flying lesson until after her 80th birthday, and, in fact, hadn't ever thought about learning to fly until then. She wanted to find something to stretch herself and keep her mind active.
Some older folks take up cross-word puzzles. I hope that when I reach this woman's age I have her enthusiasm for taking on something new.
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I heard that story and thought "you go, girl!"
I mentioned the story to our mother this evening, but she doesn't think she's gonna be taking up flying lessons anytime soon. Terry hasn't quite given up the idea of getting her onto a scooter (we're thinking power scooter with 3 wheels at this point. . .) xxx yo sistah
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