During a recent car trip, I asked my 79-year old father (or as my sis and I call him—”Appa”) this question: “What is one thing you’d like to learn?”
At first, he responded with, “Nothing.” Then he scoffed. “Ah, I’m too old. What would I want to learn at this point?”
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