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At seventy, I’ve become a public service announcement for orthopedic shoes. Apparently, I am supposed to be “slowing down.” That’s what people say in the same tone they use for microwaves with suspicious wiring. But here’s the thing. I’m not slowing down. I’m recalibrating. There’s a difference. I no longer run for buses—I evaluate whetherContinue reading “Aging Out Loud”