The Slice: For the record, it wasn’t always about Marcia, Marcia, Marcia

One problem for many baby boomer males is an inability to realize that actresses they lusted after as callow youths don’t still look like they did 50 years ago.

People age. They do. We do. All God’s children get older.

But instead of indicting an entire generation here, perhaps I should just speak for myself.

Do you remember the voluptuous actress Stella Stevens? Well, when I was an impressionable lad, seeing her in films and magazine spreads helped me understand what the clergy meant by “impure thoughts.”

No need to get into details, I suppose.

Anyway, here’s the story I want to tell. Early in their marriage, my wife’s parents lived in St. Louis for a couple of years. That’s where my wife was born.

And for a time, they resided next door to the aforementioned Ms. Stevens. She was still a few years away from being famous.

I have always been fascinated by this bit of family trivia. In fact, I think I am now the only person who ever brings it up.

But here’s the thing. A gentleman does not say to his mother-in-law, “So, could you tell she was really built?”

Nor does he inquire, “Ever remember seeing her washing her car and getting her shirt all soapy and wet?”

Besides, at the time I was tempted to ask such questions, the real-life Ms. Stevens was no longer a young person. In fact, neither was I.

One of us should have known better.

For better or worse: This happened a long time ago, but I think it illustrates something about how elderly people make allowances for their partners’ decline.

Sandra Kimbrough was a teenager when it was determined that her grandparents needed to come live with her family in Great Falls, Montana. Her grandparents were in their 80s.

Sandra’s grandmother called her husband “Dad.”

One day Sandra and her grandmother were by the kitchen watching Sandra’s grandfather doing some light yardwork in front of the house.

The old woman sighed. And she said, “I just don’t have the heart to tell Dad he’s holding the rake upside-down.”

Today’s Slice question: Is it possible to trust someone who cheats at board games?