Originally Posted by Franc Rauscher

I'm 73 and sometimes, standing at the bottom of the steps, I cannot remember if I'm going up or just came down.
Worse, I cannot fathom why?

So, cut me some slack

It has gotten so bad lately, that I keep my name in my wallet with a note from my wife.
"This is Francis. Do not give him candy, Some hot chocolate and a blankie will keep him quiet 'til you can call his mommy.