At 62 I still harbor a little bit of immaturity, manifest as the joy and curiosity of the young. And I do hope to hold onto it, with luck, until I reach your age (71 1/2) or longer. It is so sad to find others in the glass coffin of hate and bitterness. I hope I never get there.
I am sorry that the joy of discovery and the company of friends is no longer, it would seem, able to bring you happiness. But I wish you the best in each tomorrow that follows.
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