The early afternoon sun was blinding as we stepped out from the Medical, Dental and Allied Professions Council office in Zimbabwe’s capitol, Harare. My wife Robin and I were elated. I was brandishing an elegantly calligraphed, temporary medical license. The last hurdle between me and my fantasies of being another Albert Schweitzer – and taking…
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Old Fart Companionship, and Super Aging
If you go to Eileen’s Bakery and Café at 10 am on a Friday morning, you will see a bunch of old farts, myself included, sitting around the table, shooting the breeze. And helping to make us “Super-agers.” A disparate group that includes retired college professors, civil servants, an ex-coastguard, a photographer and more. We…
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