I took my boy to visit his paternal grandparents and one of his uncles today. He likes to go because they have a model railroad there. My Dad had some spare reading glasses lying around, so I tried them out and found one pair that, while quite ugly, helps keep things in focus. So, this is the first blog post I have ever written while wearing glasses. When combined with the realization that Paul Ryan was born four months after me, I am feeling fairly decrepit. Somebody cheer me up.
Feeling Old
