Today I went to Sears to buy a new hat.  While paying for my purchase I was asked if I wished to open a credit card.  I once had a Sears credit card way back in 1966.  I owed more money to Sears than I made in a year.  Many months would pass until I paid that sucker off and I swore I would never own another one.  So I gently refused.

My wife, honest to a fault, jumped in to explain why I did not want a credit card.  The clerk, a young woman all of 17 years of age, listened politely.  When my wife got to the point in her story (she began with "When the earth cooled.....") where my wife was telling her just how big Sears was before the accountants got involved with sales, the young lady said, "Oh, yes.  We are reading about that in our American History book."

You know you are old when events in your past are now written about in history books.