When you're ninety and leaning on a stick, people treat you well. They ask what your secret is. And what is your favorite music.
The first concert I went to featured Cab Calloway. The second starred Louis Armstrong. I regret not seeing Bunny Berigan or Joe Cocker. I hope someday to watch Lang Lang or Yuja Wang.
You get to 90 by surviving cancer. Yesterday I asked the geezer discussion group I meet with how many had survived cancer.
Nearly everyone.
(Try "I Can't Get Started" with Bunny Berigan.)
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