One of the many wonderful things about aging is we can make a big ruckus about some tiny thing and no one pays any attention. Naturally, that brings me to why aspirin companies put big balls of cotton into little bottles of low-dose aspirin. My hunch is a 27-year-old Harvard …
My work in CONNECTIONS has provided great emotional rewards. Each gathering expands my personal relationships and gives me a cleaner window into understanding how people handle this whole aging thing. If someone volunteers to tell a story about themselves, it generally …
After much reflection, I have decided to devote the rest of my life and resources to CONNECTIONS Central. It’s about getting all of us to talk more and tech less. I invite you to go to connections-today.com to learn more and help me spread the word. Of course, I will …
Several readers have asked me what my favorite blog post has been over the years. No surprise — it’s about my favorite dog of all time, Billy Bragg, and all he taught me about aging. *This blog is longer than my Aging with Don Kuhl posts typically are. I’ll make it up to you …
Friendship bartering works like this: I share a piece of me with you, and you share a piece of you in return. Although at times it felt risky, these are the best deals I’ve made over the years. This is how it goes. If I trust a friend and want to strengthen our relationship, …
I’m aging backward at astounding speed. Here are my formal documentations. Documentation Number One: After 74 years of no stuffed animals on my bed, Freddie the rabbit and Millie the mouse have suddenly shown up. And I talk softly to them before I go to sleep. Additional …
In his book “Road to Character,” Robert Brooks uses the terms Resume Virtues and Eulogy Virtues. Brooks shares how his life changed for the better when he started focusing less on his professional achievements and more on what his friends will think about …
I thought growing old would take longer. Not that 77 is old, but it’s older than I thought I was when I first jumped (or maybe rolled) out of bed this morning. I made my bed, washed my face and one-stepped it down the stairs to grab my first cup of coffee. Next, as I …
I wish you had been there. It was raining. Hard. The light turned green on a four-lane, busy intersection in Carson City. That didn’t stop an elderly, homeless man from pushing a shopping cart full of soaked blankets, plastic bags and empty bottles to start his journey …
Many of you know I love to dig deep studying the first seven presidents of the United States. In my grooviest dreams, I think I fit right in, maybe a president between Thomas Jefferson and James Madison. I just finished Jay Cost’s excellent book on James Madison. I …
