It’s a bit tough to sort out, since there was a 6-year difference between Mom and Dad. Until Dad started experiencing the vicissitudes of advancing age in his late 70s/early 80s, they were relatively active.
My Dad had been retired for a few years by the time he was 72, but my Mom was still working as a part-time music person at our church’s nursery school, and she would fill in as organist on occasion. She still had a few piano students.
They’d visit family in Connecticut, make an occasional trek to Maine or Florida, spend a week at the church camp in New Hampshire, or, more infrequently, visit my brothers and families in Wisconsin and Minnesota. Dad loved to golf, so he would get out at least once a week with a few guys from church. When she wasn’t at church, Mom was content to stick around the house, always ready to welcome folks who would stop by and have a cup of coffee and shoot the breeze.
When they were my age, they were both still quite active.
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