Old age is fine as long as you have good health and sufficient wealth. As I write this, the bank account looks fine but my husband of nearly 60 years is back in the hospital. Another fall, the third one in the past two months.
He and I first met in Physics 50 at the U in spring quarter in 1956. He swears it was winter quarter. We were married a year later. As a math major, he went on to become an actuary, while I finished up my five-year degree, stayed home with our three boys in Arden Hills, did volunteer work, and read Betty Friedan. We retired to Arizona in 1996.
After an accident in 2012 at our cabin in Ely, which we have since sold, I now walk with a cane. When my husband comes home, he will use a walker. The most important thing to me right now is to stay mobile and pain free. My legs did not mend well. I would also like my husband to return home, be sure-footed, and have his memory intact. However, que sera, sera.
We currently have three grandchildren attending the U of M. My husband still bleeds maroon and gold, especially on football Saturdays.
To paraphrase Jimmy Buffet, “Some of it was magic, some of it was tragic, but it’s been a good life all the way.” Go Gophers.
- Diane Young McAllister, (B. Physics ’58), Green Valley, Arizona