Old age would be a gift

I cried when I saw the beautiful front page of the Memorial Day edition. The sweet faces looking back were young enough to be my grandchildren.

I realized how selfish and ungrateful I have been when complaining about old age with the health problems and yes, the wrinkles that come with it.

How unbelievably sad to think these young people never will have the chance to know who they would become, or what impact their lives would have on their world. How incredibly self-centered it is for me or anyone lucky enough to live a life to complain about getting old, when these kids and others like them have been denied the privilege. I am so very sorry for them and for the people who loved them that will grow old, never knowing what could have been.

Barbara Manos

Coolin, Idaho