No, I don't mean those of us some view as ancient in our thirties or forties, I'm talking seventies and eighties and a couple of wild ninety-five year olds.
OK, I've admitted to running away. The most interesting and enlightening part of that journey was landing in an odd and wonderful RV club park. A subculture I had known nothing about.
I discovered some of the bravest, wildest, most interesting people I've ever met in my life and I've mostly known some damned interesting people. I didn't contribute to the "have you ever met anyone famous thread" because it would have sounded pretentious.
A fish out of water, I was accepted, embraced, and even my reticence about not talking about myself was respected. I think they thought I was in the witness protection program. And I became the "teenage princess" of the park.
These were not rocking chair folk but adventurers still, who fenced, wrote, were on the net quick as the kids, kayaked, took off to Alaska on a whim. Seventy four year old single women who hitched up their fifth wheels to their 350 dualies(sp) by themselves. I even caught a group of seventy year olds smoking pot behind the clubhouse. They danced, joked, fought, and had mostly learned that everyone had pain and accomplishment and with a few exceptions had learned that pissing contests were pretty pointless. The exceptions were mostly ignored and disdained. And hope for you young studs, were just as interested in sex as any nineteen year old. Let me tell you, fending off one of those "old guys" is harder than fending off the boys.
Where are their stories on film? One of my scripts is a three generational romantic comedy. It may not be any good, but I'm trying.
Just trying to churn the thought process as mine was churned.
lil
OK, I've admitted to running away. The most interesting and enlightening part of that journey was landing in an odd and wonderful RV club park. A subculture I had known nothing about.
I discovered some of the bravest, wildest, most interesting people I've ever met in my life and I've mostly known some damned interesting people. I didn't contribute to the "have you ever met anyone famous thread" because it would have sounded pretentious.
A fish out of water, I was accepted, embraced, and even my reticence about not talking about myself was respected. I think they thought I was in the witness protection program. And I became the "teenage princess" of the park.
These were not rocking chair folk but adventurers still, who fenced, wrote, were on the net quick as the kids, kayaked, took off to Alaska on a whim. Seventy four year old single women who hitched up their fifth wheels to their 350 dualies(sp) by themselves. I even caught a group of seventy year olds smoking pot behind the clubhouse. They danced, joked, fought, and had mostly learned that everyone had pain and accomplishment and with a few exceptions had learned that pissing contests were pretty pointless. The exceptions were mostly ignored and disdained. And hope for you young studs, were just as interested in sex as any nineteen year old. Let me tell you, fending off one of those "old guys" is harder than fending off the boys.
Where are their stories on film? One of my scripts is a three generational romantic comedy. It may not be any good, but I'm trying.
Just trying to churn the thought process as mine was churned.
lil
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