Mid-Century

The other day, I had to give my date of birth to someone.  As I offered the month and year, the reality of it occurred to me.

I was born at mid-century in the century preceding this one.

I am a relic.

Funny thing is, I still wake most mornings wanting to prance naked around the house.  I still like to say ridiculous things and repeat the phrase “ain’t no thang but a chicken wang" every few minutes.  I still enjoy gurgling water for no reason but the sound of it.

Age does not remove the dumbass from a man.

--Mitchell Hegman