On a day when I turn 65 I can’t help but be grateful for the fact that I can celebrate such a birthday, and to think about our son Eric, my sister Sue and other family members and friends who will not be able to celebrate such a milestone.  It seemed to me when I was growing up that people who were 65 were a lot less active, and were a lot older than people who are 65 like me. Maybe it’s because there were more guaranteed pentions back then and people could retire earlier. Maybe it’s because the kind of health care we have today wasn’t available back then when older folks faced serious medical challenges, Or maybe it’s just because I want to think that terms like senior citizen don’t apply to people who are  65 like me.  Ask anyone who’s 65 and is still working and they’ll tell you the question they are asked most often is how long are you  going to keep working. My answer is simple! I have no idea! I hope when I am no longer able to do the work that’s required That a family member friend or co-worker will be willing to tell me so. That’s the way I see it.