When Martha Sipple-Stevens found herself back in the dating pool a couple of years after her husband passed away, she was initially frightened about re-entering the singles scene as a fifty-something widow.
Jessie Clark used to go bowling once a week with her husband Bill. They bowled in a league arranged by AT&T, where Bill worked in Reno, Nev. So when Bill retired from the company in the early ‘80s, the couple also hung up their bowling shoes. Jessie took up painting and figured that her bowling days were behind her.
The American family continues to evolve, with multiple generations living under the same roof in more households than any time since the Great Depression.
True-life tales from some of Arizona’s most fascinating residents.
Dear Old Bag: Is it judgmental to call someone who habitually lies “a liar”?
“It’s time,” my wife will say, and we exchange grim nods before I rise. It is then, with a loaded sigh, that I forsake couch, ballgame and the comforts of suburban life to don the attire of a killer. In dark jeans, long-sleeved shirt and covered shoes—three of them—I pause at the patio door.
These are things you know about your son—a son who died when he was 25. They are secrets whispered in the dark, privileged information that you hold on to with all your strength.
Dear Old Bag: My husband of 50 years and I have been vacationing together for that many years. It has been 50 years of pain.
Planning out a big move across town requires a bit of organization. Enlisting the help of friends and family, packing all of the belongings carefully into containers and once moved, finding homes for everything—the to-do list can go on and on.
If real life was like a Dove commercial, every person would be considered physically beautiful, regardless of age, skin tone and size. But in reality, the media is sending the 50-and-older crowd plenty of messages about conventional beauty—and the answer isn’t frown lines and stretch marks, despite what marketing tools the Dove folks use.
Going back in time can be a great way to make a house into a home. Of course, you might want to take in a few local home & garden shows before getting too buy focused.
The grand lobby of Maravilla Scottsdale is adorned with all the touchstones of a high-end resort: high vaulted ceilings, bronze ring chandeliers, hand-made tiles, fine art by star artists like Alicia LaChance, George Bucquet and Karin Schminke and, virtually every 10 feet, another set of comfortable-but-chic couches and chairs hand-selected by Beverly Hills’ top hotel interior designer Cheryl Rowley.
Of all the astonishing things the human mind does, the most amazing may be that it can take sound and turn it into music, and then take music and turn it into meaning.
As spring approaches, you’ll see a lot more runners dotting the sidewalks and parks. My admiration goes not to the lean, sinewy ones running in top-of-the-line gear, but to the bulbous newcomers, puffing along because this is the day they wouldn’t put off.
Enjoying the golden years, these grannies are on the court and having a ball.