Sunday, April 05, 2015
My neighbor, Art
A retired chemist born in Chicago to a Swedish mother and a German father, he's in remarkable health. Thin of bearing and spry, taking off on long, cross-country drives, and heading out often to (mainly classical) concerts.
Yup, he's decidedly young at heart. And a lovely man, who's retained a wide-eyed curiosity about life.
And he says to me this morning, as we're walking in Grant Park near my home in Atlanta:
"I'm really looking forward to aging."
As you might. At 83.