Seelerman is six years older than I. We were 29 and 23 when we were married, but he always seemed younger than his age. Many of his friends were in their early 20s. The only time I think I noticed that he was older was when the children were little. He never seemed to play and roughhouse with them like I saw other fathers doing. But perhaps this was just his personality, and the fact that he worked long hours. I was the one took them sliding, or enrolled Seelerboy in hockey or T-ball. I was the one the try to teach him to catch a fly ball. And I was the one that recognized their need for incteasing independence as they reach their teens. Nevertheless, he loved his children and tried to be a good father.
He continued to look and feel younger than he was. People were surprised when he retired at 65. He thought he was 10 years younger. Now in his 80s, people think he is in his early 70s at most.
I find that as people get older their health and physical condition is more important than their number of years. Right now Seelerman is much stronger and more active than I am. He does much of the housework and laundry, as well as all of the outside work, and some of the cooking. He keeps his bowling average up, and dances every dance even when I sit one out.
And he still as handsome as ever, with his white (and thinning) hair and neatly–trimmed beard.
Not for everyone. My older sister is a month younger than her husband – they grew old and feeble together. My younger sister is several years older than her husband, he kept her young until recent years, and now they too seem to be aging together. They have recently sold their home in the country and downsized to a small apartment in town. In many ways Seelerman seems to be the healthiest of us all, even though he is actually the oldest.