Now, I’m not an angry old lady, though being patronized because of my age can raise my hackles. Or result in the occasional f-bomb.
And despite having grown up with him, I’m not much of an Elvis fan, though a good-looking impersonator might catch my eye.
Mostly, though, I want to travel my own path, especially if it leads to a karaoke bar where I can get a nice cold beer.
And so I feel a special kinship with Florence. Here’s her story: