I went with Lealand to a Citadel Theatre production on Tuesday night with a group from his school. While we waited for the show to start, one of his teachers leaned over her seat to askme,"Have you hit the big 50 yet?"...I was shocked and must have looked it..."50...I am far away from that!". She looked stunned...I was stunned that she looked so stunned. I am 43. And as some recent comments suggested...I do not lie about my age. I was born in the spring of 1963. That was, for you history buffs, the year that JFK was murdered.
I suppose my premature grey is now taking on a more mature grey. And the years of stress and worry (remember I was a pastor! and a father of three!) have taken their toll...but for the record, I am only 43, the same age as Brad Pitt.
Seriously, there have been so many attempts to place me in some other age category that I will have to talk to my consultant and see what I can do about my image...I have never felt that I needed to lie about my age. Well maybe when I was 18 and the legal drinking age was 19. But besides that...did I mention I am only 43.
No comments:
Post a Comment