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My Father Will Always Be 79

I've been noticing senior citizens a lot lately; in line at the market, lifting weights at the rec center, picking up paint at Home Depot. I look in their eyes and observe their skin, their wrinkles, their hands. I watch if they shuffle their feet, indicative of a hip replacement. I see grandfathers with their grandkids in restaurants and more often than not, dads with their daughters that could be me. My mind always mentally takes a stab at their age, measuring every one against my dad.

Is he older or younger?

My father will always be 79.