Last night I attended a water aerobics class. I was the youngest by at least thirty years. At first I felt real awkward and got shot nasty looks that swam through the water and bit me in my bathing suit, but by the end of the class they accepted me.
I think they saw me struggling with some of the activities and laughing at myself and knew they were in good company. It was really weird at first though, really. Minority by age.
Ahh, the adventures of suburban life. I hope one of them invites me over for dinner or bridge some day. ha ha.