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Discovering Keys to Lasting Matrimony

In the late 1940s, Ron Farrar\’s and Joan Pachtman\’s passion to help those in need charted the course for personal passion and lifelong matrimony. The West Hills residents met in college, when Ron was a member of a veteran\’s organization and Joan belonged to a service club.

He’s my …

The term \”boyfriend\” is like the knee joint on someone who is morbidly obese. It is being asked to do way more than it was designed to do. It is buckling under the pressure. Where it once could do the job, it is now carrying too much weight

The Good, the Bad and the Confusing

You cannot spend time and energy wondering where the years went. They are finished.

Seniors must concentrate on now. Enjoy life now. Do what you can within your abilities. Life is precious and good. Tomorrow will come at its own speed.

She’s 88 and Going Like 60 Volunteering

Imagine this situation: You\’ve arrived at LAX after hours of sitting in an airplane from Italy. You\’ve waited in line to get through customs, lugged your suitcases from the baggage claim and you finally emerge to locate your relatives. But they\’re nowhere to be found, and you don\’t speak English. What do you do?

WWI Huns Spark His Passion for Exercise

I joined the Maccabi organization when I was 16. It was a sports club with a Zionist philosophy. The goal was to build a strong youth who would be able to fight for Eretz Yisrael.

Saying Goodbye to an Angel in Sin City

It\’s Davidson, as in Ronald Davidson, my stepfather. He died yesterday at 62 and that\’s why I\’m at a funeral home out on Charleston Boulevard in Las Vegas. My mom is here, too, and though there are copious boxes of proper tissue in the place, she is clinging to the roll of toilet paper she\’s had by her side since returning from the hospital with nothing but a bag of Ron\’s stuff: slippers, a stack of Louis L\’Amour paperbacks, his watch.

Grampa’s Advice: Pass on ‘First-Tell’

It took me six years of being a grandfather to accept the fact that my grandchildren may not be more brilliant or athletic than everyone else\’s.

A Man Walks Into a Hospital and . . .

Irving Brecher, 91-year-old wannabe-stand-up comic, is nervous. The Doctors Emeritus Society of Cedars-Sinai is at the buffet in the Harvey Morse room, a conference hall where the old practitioners gather every month to hear specialists on subjects like pain control. Sometimes a marine biologist will discuss Darwin.

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