Have you ever noticed that the older you get the less visible you are to other people?
I remember seeing a comic strip once, maybe an Archie type, that showed two young men of Archie’s ilk driving along in a convertible. Several people, mail carriers, business men, older women, who were trying to cross the street, had to wait until the pair had tootled by, when suddenly, two curvacious dames appeared on the street corner. The convertible screeched to a halt to let them cross.
Do you find that those days are gone for good for you? They sure are for me. In fact, one day, not too long ago, I was standing stock still on the sidewalk when a woman attempted to walk right through me.
Senior Warrior 