My head (the encasement of my mind) is, as always, about 20 years old.
My arms and upper torso are vintage 30, or so.
Last night, after rip-tearing around on the job, my legs felt to be about 75.
I praise God for His many blessings; those parts of the Bible which tell
us that He will take care of His own, so there is no need to worry or stress
They still hold true. Better than gold.