I had to chuckle at that description of us seniors. Especially since
most of us that qualify, excluding me, look more like coffee-colored cue
balls from above. I resembled a Q-Tip at age 45.

If you are one of those young whipper-snappers with concerns about our
ability to fly, take warning. If you hear a call-sign ending in 2U, clear
the airways! Land Immediately! Seek shelter!
This Q-Tip just passed his 3rd class medical again. In less than two
weeks, I shall turn over the 70-years-old mark.

Be Afraid - BE VERY AFRAID!!!

- and now I return you to the regular scheduled program of blither and
blather.