Mitch: Value this time in your life, kids. Because this is the time when you still have your choices. And it goes by so fast. When you're a teenager, you think you can do anything, and you do. Your twenties are a blur. Thirties...you raise a family. You make a little money,and you think to yourself, what happened to my twenties? Forties, you grow a little potbelly, you grow another chin. The music starts to get too loud. One of your old girlfriends from high school becomes a grandmother. Fifties, you have a minor surgery. You'll call it a "procedure", but it's a surgery. Sixties, you'll have a major surgery. The music is still loud, but it doesn't matter because you can't hear it anyway. Seventies...you and the wife retire to Ft. Lauderdale. You start eating dinner at two 'o clock in the afternoon, you have lunch around ten, breakfast the night before. You spend most of your time wandering around malls, looking for the ultimate soft yogurt and muttering, "how come the kids don't call? how come the kids don't call?" The Eighties, you'll have a major stroke. You end us babbling to some Jamacian nurse who your wife can't stand, but who you call "momma." Any questions?

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