Growing Up.

My 51 year old son and heir sent me this most poignant image via WhatsApp.

A little later, I received the following one from a friend of over half a century who insists that the grandfather there is me.

Two vastly different takes on the process of growing up!

What is yours?

10 thoughts on “Growing Up.”

  1. Jenny thinks I’m very grown-up, but I’m not sure about that. It seems to me that most of the time I’m just fumbling my way through life with not much confidence that I know what I’m doing. It seems to be more luck than judgment that my life so far has gone fairly well.

  2. Oh, for me it has to be the second one. I am constantly saying to my wife: I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up!
    What was that old jingle that the Toys R Us advertisement had?
    “I don’t want to grow up, I’m a Toys R Us kid!
    That’s me!

  3. interesting. I think the longer I live the more it seems NOBODY is grown up! there is a handful of really Wise people in each era. but the main stream of civilization is just nuts!

  4. At times I’ve felt very grown up and other times not so much. I guess it all depends on the circumstances. My adult children or some of my close friends might best be the ones to offer their views of me on the matter.

Comments are closed.