He was a brilliant man:
(photo by Gary from the Mark Twain Museum)
At age 58, I concede that I am getting older, but do not consider myself old. For example, when I think back upon earlier events, I never think "...when I was young..." but rather "...when I was younger...."
Subtle, but important, distinction.
See my previous Twain-related posts here and here.
Plus, this spring, I ran the Umstead 100 Mile Endurance Run and finished in the top half. Still pretty proud of that one!
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