I am 87 years old, some well past my 87th birthday, others not. At such an advanced age, I should be curled up in an armchair, with a blanket on my lap and a cup of tea on the side table. And yet I'm still out and about, joyfully holding forth here, there, and everywhere, filling myself with life through my interactions with others. And in photos too, since many ask to take a selfie with me. This week I gave two lectures. The first, on Wednesday…
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I am 87 years old, some well past my 87th birthday, others not. At such an advanced age, I should be curled up in an armchair, with a blanket on my lap and a cup of tea on the side table. And yet I'm still out and about, joyfully holding forth here, there, and everywhere, filling myself with life through my interactions with others. And in photos too, since many ask to take a selfie with me. This week I gave two lectures. The first, on Wednesday…