If I tell you my yoga instructor is named Tree you will make assumptions about both of us that may be untrue. Tree is as practical and levelheaded as anyone I know, and I am an indifferent yogi. Above see Tree at his recent-ish birthday.
Two friends of mine turned fifty this year, and my beloved (great) aunt turned ninety!
Here is my nonagenarian aunt with my first published book:
You can see that she is a German girl. When I visit her, she tells me the story of how she met her husband, and if I am clean shaven, takes my hands in hers and says:
Oh Andrew, thank you for not having a beard.
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