The View from 87

In the third grade I learned to type. It was one of the few studies I was good at. For a long time I was grateful to Mrs. Miraskin for her patience in working with me. Mrs. Miraskin must have been terrific teacher, because she is the only teacher whose name I remember except for two professors in college. When I left Hollywood in 1988 I decided I could be a writer.

Despite Challenges, Growing Older Has Its Advantages

Special to Saucon Source

In January, if I live that long, I will be 87. That’s a lot of living. It is often said that old age is not for sissies. By that standard, I don’t qualify. Moreover, it is a truism that the golden age is not necessarily golden.