Crossing Fifty-Nine

But I Digress...September 2024

This week I turn fifty-nine. It’s an interesting milestone. First, it’s my last birthday in my fifties. Second, it’s the same age at which my physician grandfather succumbed to an asthma attack and passed away. When I was writing the end of Crossing Fifty-One (btw, Amazon has really slashed the prices), I used my grandmother’s diaries to track the la…