the word that creeps in is viability. last year my feet, now my hands feel arthritic. i'll come to know what mister felt. i heard pete townsend sing i hope i die before i get old and wonder is he still alive. is he happy and arthritic. he really jumped around. anyway it's my sister's birthday and i didn't send a card so i have to remind myself to write a post. then tell her to look if she wants. we don't see much of the family anymore.