I’m 32 years old, just turned it on June 9, and I have to admit, I have a hard time keeping up with most of the residents in Sun City, despite that I am approximately 23 years younger than the age requirement for living here.

For those of you who have not seen or met me, here’s a general description: I’m roughly 6’2” and weigh about 150 lbs., which makes me, as many people like to say, a “rail” or “bean pole.” I look at a rack of dumbbells and think, “My gosh, those are just too heavy.”

In January of 1995, nearly 30 years after he was relieved of duty, my uncle Johnny became a casualty of the Vietnam War when he suffered a massive heart attack after years of prolonged heart complications due to his exposure to Agent Orange. He was 47. He was newly married and a stepfather to three young children that he loved as his own.