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After meeting someone new in my life two years after my husband died and dating for almost a year, we decided to take our first trip together to New York City. The impetus was to hear my younger son, a musician, perform and also visit my two sisters who live in the Big Apple. What better way we decided to test our relationship than travel a deux. This would be a close, personal look at how each of us handles the stress of travel, dividing expenses, potential conflict from crowded airlines, rude taxi cab drivers, brusque wait staff, the discomfort...

We’ve been facing a dilemma of late. How do we refer to the men we date when out in public and we want to introduce them? US: Oh hi, Mrs. Wagner, this is my boyfriend, Bob. (At which point, she looks at us incredulously because he’s not a boy – in his 60s in Barbara’s case, or in his 70s, as in Margaret’s. And he’s certainly more than a friend.) It was so easy when we were younger… but wasn’t everything? Long before we turned 50, he was a boyfriend and before that a date.Now that we are skipping down the path of...

Growing up in the ‘50s and ‘60s, many of us had parents who taught us lessons about character, values, life, love and emotions. Although you might remember those lessons as incredibly annoying and often bordering on nagging, now you’re old and wise enough to know the wisdom of some of their directives. And just maybe you’re even passing them on to your children and grandchildren. Here are 14 that we remember well. Sit or stand up straight and tall, and more. “Margaret, you’re slouching. Do you want bad posture and to be bent over like a little old lady?” “Barbara,...

Everyone urged me during my divorce proceedings to move on, build a new life, have fun and do things I had never done during my marriage. I listened carefully, though during this very stressful time, I was lucky to keep my head above water. When I finally emerged as a healthy single, I was ready to heed my friends’ words and that included the purchase of my first house on my own where I discovered a new passion– gardening. It was to become a metaphor for growing and nurturing my new life in general. I hadn’t planned gardening to be...

What have we learned from our offspring? Plenty. As children growing up in the 50s and 6os, our primary role was to be seen and not heard. Advice was doled out like morning vitamins with such directives as “Sit up straight,” “Chew with your mouth closed,” “Be respectful of your elders,” and so on. And we listened without challenging—at least most of the time–for our mothers and fathers knew best. We’d like to think we’ve passed on what we learned from our parents to our children, primarily the many lessons about living a good life and being kind to others,...