tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400561302115363522009-06-30T22:38:59.292-04:00Fountain of YouthYouth is a highly valued commodity in our world. Plastic surgery, botox, personal trainers, vitamins and minerals galore. Our society and our culture is obsessed with youth and youthfulness. We spend literally billions of dollars a year trying not to look our age. But is it worth it? Let's take a look...Alice H. Cashhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10578289916489862638noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640056130211536352.post-68426523411158851092009-05-17T22:51:00.005-04:002009-05-17T22:58:22.234-04:00What is your favorite way to stay young?<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oKJ5uyyd_7w/ShDOJrKYu5I/AAAAAAAACAg/Sd31UdDwe7g/s1600-h/August+15,+1971.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336992224034470802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oKJ5uyyd_7w/ShDOJrKYu5I/AAAAAAAACAg/Sd31UdDwe7g/s320/August+15,+1971.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>For most of my life, people told me that I didn't look my age. A few people tell me that now, but not quite as many! I do think that genetics has a lot to do with how youthful people remain. When I was married in 1971, people thought that Charles and I looked like kids even though we were 23 and 21 respectively. The others in this picture are my younger siblings.</div><div> </div><div>I believe that a person's attitude to life and their fellow earthly citizens plays a large role in how gracefully they age? How are YOU doing? What are some of your secrets to staying young?</div><div> </div><div>Have a great week next week! ALICE</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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