The other day my wife and I were the guest speakers at our church’s ‘Senior Saints’ group.
We sang vintage chorus’s with great gusto (helped along by a piano accordion) had yarns and laughs and listened to amazing stories (like hiding-from-Nazis-in-wartime-Holland).
We were sad to leave, but eventually had to (laden with gifts and cake).
Very good times indeed.
As a kid I never spent much time with Old Folk — and to be honest, I was a bit scared of them. Call me a slow learner but nowadays I’ve realised a priceless truth:
Old Folk are just like us ‘young folk’… only older.
Yep… I must declare that Old Folk Rock! (Especially the happy ones that love the Lord and laugh at my jokes.)
I love oldies… can’t wait until we can be oldies together ;)
Posted by PaisleyJade | May 28, 2010, 10:21 pmAs a caregiver I have to agree wholeheartedly. My oldies make me laugh and teach me valuble life lessons at the same time.. truly priceless.
Posted by Sarah | May 29, 2010, 2:02 amThat picture is HILARIOUS!!
Love the eye patch. Hope he didn’t lose his depth perception ; )
Posted by Ana | August 19, 2010, 8:57 pm