Hired as a Flight Attendant after 65

No Limits in Our Imagination

Funny how much I change every five years or so. Lately it seems more often. For example, I was a horse crazy kid, which continued for fifty years. I even trained with an Olympic horse jumping coach. After my last horse passed, Jim and I downsized and moved onto our sailboat and I took up early morning kayaking. It became my “sea horse.” Instead of daily trips to the socially lively barn, I now silently paddled the channels in between pristine white yachts, interacting with sea lions.