Adventures in Tree Climbing…
I was thrilled when my niece showed a proclivity for climbing trees. I felt that perhaps it was time for me to give up climbing trees, and be content to leave the height-defying arboreal acrobatics to the young. Then, I read this article about Keith Richards (guitarist for The Rolling Stones) climbing a tree at the age of 62. Okay, he eventually fell out of the tree and got a concussion, but the fact remains that he was climbing. I think I should be on the safe side if I stop climbing at … oh, maybe … 60. That still leaves me 30 good tree-climbing years. Maybe K and I can climb together next time I’m home. Wait a minute, now that I think of it, my great-grandmother fell out of a tree at a nearly great-grandmotherly age. Mom, how old was she?
Adventures in My Shoes 
Actually she was 74–you’ve got a ways to go yet. And no more chirping while you are up there.
Your Grandmother was somewhere around74 to 76 when she fell out of the pear tree. She had back trouble before she fell and none after she fell. Wish we had a pear tree. Love Mom
This is very funny! Please, keep climbing, Janice…I love to think of you in a tree…you really enjoy life, don’t you…Debie