After achieving senior citizen status, when the apple won’t bite and the roles dry up, the great old stars are reduced to playing eccentric curmudgeons, terminally ill patients living out their dying ...

It has now become a daily event, the inevitable “when I was young, we…” line. I used to listen with boredom, thinly disguised as respect, when the older generation relayed tales of their daily lives.

As I am quickly approaching my 75th year, I had to chuckle at Danny Heitman’s definition of a “codger” (“Envy the Old Codger,” op-ed, June 6). I wander in public wearing clothing that my wife frowns ...