Old

I remember telling my dad once when I was little, and he wasn’t even 40 yet, that he couldn’t call himself “old” until he was 50.

Because 50 is when you get old.

This picture is from the last birthday we got to celebrate with him. His 50th.

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My dad would be 53 today. He never ended up getting “old.”