THAT is the title of the collection of essays by the late writer and my good friend, Lualhati Bautista. I am borrowing it as the title for this column that deals with my passage into senior citizenship two weeks from now.
As the poet Andrew Marvell said, "And at my back I always hear/Time's winged chariot hurrying near." "Where did the years go?" some senior citizens might ask.
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