That'll make you feel old.

I was going through some papers I've saved over the years and found a reply to a letter I sent to my favorite college professor asking for recommendations for grad school. We were good friends, so she wrote to me about our mutual friend, who was also one of my college instructors, and that woman's son. I stopped to think how old the boy must be now. I once rode in my instructor's car to a club picnic and held her baby son on my lap for the trip (obviously that was before car seat laws!). I realize he must be getting close to twice as old as his mother was when I last saw her. Yow!
( Burns WWII on PBS )