You guys,.. thanks!.... My family all looks very young - both sides. Nobody could ever believe my dad's age, even when he had lost most of his hair.

A couple of years ago I ventured into a Washington DC club that played Brazilian music on Thursday evenings. The crowd is mostly 30's or younger, but I love that kind of music. The light in the entrance was fairly dim, and the bouncer asked me for ID. (You must look 30 or older not to be proofed). I hadn't been asked for proof of age for years and it took me by surprise, so I fumbled around in my things for my driver's licence. The bouncer was getting impatient, so he bent down to take a closer look at me scrambling through my wallet, and just as I finally came up with the elusive licence, he said "Oh! Never mind!"

My grandmother on my mother's side looked especially young for her age. It wasn't until she was in her 70's that her hair turned even a little grey. I always assumed that's how it really was, but recently going through some family things, I discovered a "roast"-type poem by a relative referring to her liking for the Tintex bottle. So now I wonder.

My son, when he was 16, and not quite five feet tall, went to the Motor Vehicle Dept to take the test for his Learner's Permit. The receptionist who gives you the paperwork to take to someone who actually checks your documentation, refused to believe his age. She said, "You're kidding!!!" We had to show HER the birth certificate before she would even hand him the application. Then she literally shouted across the room to some colleague, "Hey, would you guess this boy is 16!?!" Didn't seem to faze my son, but I got pretty mad.

Actually I'm only 58 1/3 (I remember when I was 33 1/3) I said "close to 60" as I was trying to be generic since the specs said "Age Range".

I'm preparing to attend my 40th High School reunion this weekend, and getting all reminiscent-y. I HATED high school, but the reunion still sounds like fun.

Unfortunately my KNEES know my true age.