As I grow older, I am more unsteady.
I fall down--usually coming inside from outside.
Today I fell and broke my glasses.
I don't need them to read or do what I do on-line, but I do need them to drive.
Bern, somehow, found my old glasses and they will let me drive until I see the Eye Doc next week and get new glasses.
We shall see!
(Sorry, I didn't mean to make that allusion.)
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