In honor of Mother’s Day, guestblogger Judy Fox brings us on a journey with her mother, age 97, whose infectious laughter brings joy and lightness to everyone around her.
Ari Cohen of Advanced Style makes it clear in his new book the best people to give fashion advice are fashionistas who have been stylin’ for more than a couple decades.
It’s time for a new sexual revolution for the Post War Generation — one where a real conversation about HIV/AIDS can start.
Over the weekend, I came across a perfectly dreadful essay about how awful it is to look old.
Like most Americans, when your time comes, you probably want to go through the process of dying surrounded by those you love, in the comfort of your home free of pain.
Most readers know that I endorse a developmental perspective on age and aging. Here are a few of the data points that led me to hold that position.
What is going to happen when my generation reaches retirement age after paying the equivalent of two mortgages worth of debt?
I saw a patient in my clinic who was 87 and recently divorced. I assumed he was going to be depressed and lonely. To my surprise he was asking for refills for Viagra.
Take a look at the pictures of the facility that let 87-year-old Lorraine Bayless die. The slang term for a place like this is a “Brass and Glass Palace.”
Aging in community presents a viable and appealing third option to institutional long-term care or “aging-in-place” that fosters and draws on social capital.
The Millennial generation is coming of age as the most stressed generation. Little wonder considering college graduates are entering a contracting economy crushing debt.
Can you imagine yourself older? Can you imagine yourself as an Elder? Do you even want to?
United, the Post War Generation can prove ourselves a great generation, not just a great big generation.
I enjoy reporting on issues related to aging and elderhood but sometimes feel insecure about voicing an opinion on a stage of life I haven’t actually experienced.
I haven’t seen the new film Amour by director Michael Haneke but reviewers are calling it one of the most masterful films about aging, mortality and “amour.”
Our beauty changes, but it never goes away, it goes inside of us. And that inner beauty shines through all the brighter.
On a quiet weekday morning, he sits at the spinet in the Delaware Nursing and Rehabilitation Center, decades of songs are under his fingers.
“I love the old songs,” Dunl
I graduated college December 21, 2012 and was summarily catapulted into real life. Certainly the past 22 years have been real; I have had my share of trials to date, but until now I had been living the life of a child. Childhood, in my view, was characterized by a lack of independence and the accompanying stress. As a child proper I depended wholly on my parents for support and guidance and as I grew this reliance diminished but never went away fully.
Through extended visits to The Villages, Sun City and Youngtown, Arizona, Andrew Blechman’s book, Leisureville: Adventures in America’s Retirement Utopias reveals the lives of those who have embraced the rising trend of segregated (often gated) communities for older adults (the new marketing term is “age-preferred”).
“Skyfall” is first and foremost a movie about middle-aged job angst – whether your skills are sufficiently up to speed to stay competitive in the global marketplace, and whether age discrimination will keep you from doing the work you’re best at . . . In the new movie, Agent 007′s worries include tech-savvy 20-somethings and questions over whether he’s still “field-ready.” Sound familiar?