AGING WITH
          GRACE
          AND
          DIGNITY



          Touching views of how
          to Stop Counting the Years
          and Start Living Them.

          A quote from:
          Natasha Josefowitz, Ph.D.
          When I was young, I knew the answers:
          as I grow older,I know the questions.




          If I had My Life To live Over
          I"d Pick More Daisies

          "Nadine Stair"



          I'd dare to make more mistakes next time. I'd relax, I would limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I would take fewer things seriously. I would take more chances. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers. I would eat more icecream and less beans. I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but I'd have fewer imaginary ones.

          You see, I'm one of those people who live sensibly and sanely hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I've had my moments, and if I had it to do over again, I'd have more of them. In fact, I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after another, instead of living so many years ahead of each day. I've been one of those persons who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat and a parachute. If I had to do it again, I would travel lighter than I have.

          If I had my life to live over,I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go on more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies----







          Warning
          "Jenny Joseph"


          When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
          With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
          And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves. And satin sandels, and say we've no money for butter. I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells.

          And run my stick along the public railings.
          And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
          I shall go out in my slippers in the rain. And pick the flowers in other people's gardens.
          And learn to spit.

          You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat,
          And eat three pounds of sausages at a go.
          Or only bread and pickles for a week. And hoard pens and pencils and beermats,
          And things in boxes.

          But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
          And pay our rent and not swear in the street.
          And set a good example for the children.
          We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

          But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
          So poeple who know me are not too
          shocked and surprised
          When suddenly I am old,
          and start to wear purple.







          MY CLOSET IS FULL
          OF NOTHING TO WEAR
          "Natasha Josefowitz, Ph.D.


          Although my closet is full
          I have nothing to wear
          My clothes come in different sizes
          waiting for me to lose weight
          while in the meantime
          I have nothing to wear

          I have alot of shoes
          some of which I keep only
          for when it might rain
          as I wouldn't want to ruin
          a perfectly good pair

          I own too many purses
          but they match
          my many shoes

          I have hats I never wear
          but they might become
          fashionable again someday

          There is a drawer full of scarves
          That is because they never wear out

          The belts that are hanging
          are too tight right now
          but may fit again next year

          So I stand
          staring at a closet full
          of nothing to wear







          I LOVE
          GROWING OLD WITH YOU

          "Natasha Josefowitz, Ph.D.



          Your hair is grey
          your face is wrinkled
          your skin is sagging
          here and there

          You must wear glasses
          when you're reading
          and I talk louder
          so you can hear

          You're not as lean
          you're not as firm
          your step is slower
          than it was before

          You fall asleep
          watching television
          and need to nap
          in the afternoon

          I love you better
          as you grow older
          but I like best
          growing old with you










          Midi playing-New York, New York