Growing old means losing your military genius and fast mover stats and instead you get to pick up slow mover and hated occupier. Nice switch there. Does wonders for the ego.
Boomer wrote:One thing I've noticed about getting older... sex, drugs, and rock and roll do not increase cohesion. They might temporarily affect morale, but cohesion? Not so much.
Franciscus wrote:Good to see developing the expected "flat belly" distribution...
satchel wrote:WHEN I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
‘Give crowns and pounds and guineas
But not your heart away
’Tis paid with sighs a plenty
And sold for endless rue.’
And I am two-and-twenty,
And oh, ’tis true, ’tis true.
—A E Housman (1896)
An poem (abridged), on the price of wisdom.
I'm 43. Five of my great-grandparents lived past the age of 95, so I once had inflated ideas about my longevity. None of my four grandparents made it to 90, so my outlook is now more realistic. My life is now between 50-99% over. I've made it at least halfway, I reckon I'll make it to the end.
I knew my father's father's mother (my great-grandmother), and her father was a colonel in the American Civil War. It trips me out to think that I knew someone who knew someone (to say the least) who fought in that conflict. (My great-great grandfather was Colonel Thomas E Champion, who led the 96th Illinois Volunteer Infantry Regiment. He had no male children. My middle name is "Champion," after him. I had many more relatives who fought for the South, I'm a seventh-generation Arkansan.)
Leibstandarte wrote:I just can say that 23 years ago i was already an Avalon Hill veteran. apy:
Narwhal wrote:The former poll was agregating datas from 5 years, so was not up to date.
So let's try with a new poll
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