Prime of Life

Yesterday I attended the Prime of Life Festival, for business purposes.

Now there were a few reasons I had a god time--probably the biggest and best was I felt like one of the youngest "kids" in the room. At 55, I was among the younger set, and I don't care who you are, that feels good!

The West York Jazz Ensemble played while I was there, and they were good!"
They did a rendition of "Amazing Grace" that was, well, truly amazing!

In attendance and making themselves very visible, were Seeing Eye Puppies from the 4H, Loving Eyes Puppy Club, Great Dane Rescue, although there were none there at the time I was, and a sweet bloodhound who is part of the Summit Search and Rescue. The dogs were all so friendly and sweet, and full of energy, it was a pleasure to be there.

The whole Old Main at the York Expo Center had a very upbeat atmosphere about it. The booths just had a lot of positive themes about living to the fullest. I loved that financial advisors were prevelant, as well as home improvements and other things. It wasn't a "Poor me, I'm old" pity party.

And I, who was one of the younger ones, and I did a nose dive into the grassy parking area behnd the building. I wasn't hurt, but a gentleman rushed over to help, and there were two ladies who were very concerned that I was all right.

My biggest concern was saving the Philly pretzel I had bought my dad at the White Rose Senior Center booth. These pretzels are hard to find, and I was very pleased to be able to take one home to him. Pretzel and handler were both doing fine, and came through wthout a scratch.

This getting older thing "ain't so bad." I look forward to next year's Festival!