Generations

I was recently sunbathing by the pool with my lounge chair conveniently facing the women’s locker room. After a few minutes, a woman in her 60s walks out wearing a bathing suit. I cringe at the sight. A few seconds later, a women in her 40s walks out. She looks like she’s had some damage, but overall not too bad. Then, out walks this gorgeous 20 year-old in a string bikini who is flaunting it. Soon the three of them are chatting together and I hear the 20 year-old call the older lady, ‘grandma’. Thanks to clubs that allow access to the up and coming generations as old age isn’t for sissies.