My name is Tony and I'm 51 years old, not 50 but 51. It took a year to get over the shock before I could effectively convey my thoughts about the subject. Turning 30, no problem, 40, no sweat but 50, well things started to hurt and I'm afraid things will start falling off when I hit 60. So I thought I would pass along some of my observations as I head down the road to the inevitable, becoming an old man in a hat driving an excessively large car blocking the fast lane of life.
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