When I’m Sixty- Four

I when-im-64think most people of my age are familiar with The Beatles tune called “When I’m Sixty Four” released in 1967.   The first line goes, “When I get older losing my hair, many years from now, will you still be sending me a valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine?  If I’d been out till quarter to three would you lock the door?  Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I’m sixty-four?”

Tomorrow I will turn sixty-four.

When I was sixteen, I would listen to this song and wonder if I would make it to be an “old man”.  I say old man because a co-worker was telling me about how he related to his eighteen year old niece that I sometimes wear Crocs to work.  Her response was, “pretty cool for an old man!”  I wasn’t 100% sure how to take that!  Just like I didn’t know how to take in my high school yearbook, I was tagged with the song “Hurdy Gurdy Man” by Donovan, which spoke of “singing songs of love”, but it also referred to him as a “roly poly man”.  Which one was I?  The song has left me confused.  But swallowing my pride, in the eyes of an eighteen year old, I am an old man.

I am losing my hair.  It is now colored black, gray, and tan.  I don’t need help with someone feeding me, but I still want to be needed.  I have been married to my Precious wife for forty-one years.  We have not had children, so there is no “Vera, Chuck, and Dave.”

I have enjoyed living in the United States of America.  I believe in the “American Dream” and I enjoy my freedoms created from above.  I have touched both the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans.  I have seen the deserts of the southwest; the mountains of the northwest; the swamps of the south; and the Great Plains that I call my home.  I have lived in Oklahoma since 1970.  Many like to make fun of Oklahoma as being backward, but I found the greatest thing about Oklahoma are the Oklahoman’s.  The people here are what I like.  They are kind, considerate, compassionate, hardworking people for the most part.  We have been known as being the buckle on the Bible-belt.  That may not be as true as it once was, but for many “do unto others as you would have others do unto you” is in our roots.

I have had good jobs since I have entered the work force and have worked since I was eighteen.  I enjoy the work that I do, because I work with good people.

The pivotal point of my life came when I was twenty-six.  I nearly died from a blood clot in my left lung.  God was drawing me to Him through this medical event.  I realize had I died, I would have gone to hell.  No two ways about it.  But God had other things in mind for me. I placed my faith in Jesus Christ alone. God has seen me through cancer four times.  I still have a small tumor, but it’s going away.  He has strengthened me, guided me, disciplined me, and changed me, because He loves me.  I am His!

My life has been good.  I feel blessed.  I can love others because He loved me.  I am loved by others.  I’m looking forward to what this year holds.  Let’s see what God does through you and me in the next twelve months.  It will be better than what Paul McCartney came up with!!

UPDATE – I was joking with a lovely young lady at our church about these lyrics.  She created a revised version just for me.  Here it is:

Happy birthday, Steve! Love you much, and in continuation of your little “ditty” last night at church, here’s my contribution…

Now that you’re older, lost all your hair…
No more years from now…
Terrie will still send to you a valentine
Birthday greetings, no need to whine.
If you should stay out till quarter to three
She won’t lock the door!
(Good heavens! You might be going senile and that would be a horrible trick!)
We all still need you, but, no, I won’t feed you
Since you’re sixty-four!


This is what keeps a guy like me going!!

What's Your Thoughts?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s