With permission of the Simply Local Magazine, 2026
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Eighty years old, whoever would have thunk it? (A grammatically incorrect phrase, but who cares at our age.) These ladies should be proud. They look amazing, and from their resumes, they have lived well and prospered. Could it be...
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman When Cowboy and I started hanging out together, we decided having Friday night dates, without fail, interruptions, or excuses, was a good thing. At 80 + years old, we could be balancing on borrowed time, and next Friday might could...
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman It was Sunday morning, the day after the Fourth of July, a day for doing nothing or having an adventure and Cowboy said, “Let’s go for a little ride after church on Sunday.” I was still stiff from the last trip, but never to be a...
