Come on, Eileen

Some of my friends and I were just lamenting the fact that Eileen Fisher seems to be attempting to change her demographic.  We can tell because that gorgeous model with the long gray hair is no longer featured — at least not as prominently.  We miss her!Eileen-FisherEileen, are you listening…?

Sad news… but also a contest!

I was saddened to hear of Nadine Gordimer’s passing. My sister introduced me to her writing. I think Nadine would have liked that. Her obituary points out what a really exceptional person she was, in addition to being a wonderful writer.

And while I’m on sad news, how about the loss of Elaine Stritch? Another person it would have been fun to know. Actually, I’m not sure “fun” is the first thing that comes to mind where Nadine is concerned.

Viewer contest! Can you identify which is Nadine and which is Elaine? Maybe you’ll win a trip to a beachfront library!

Did somebody say beachfront library…? (This from the ladies of my Maine community library — thank you, ladies!)

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For the meh list

Land Ho! I saw it, and aside from some beautiful swimming, it was a dud. In my modest opinion.

RedHookPoolOk, admit it, you thought that was Iceland. Actually, I’ve been enjoying swimming laps in the Red Hook pool in Brooklyn so much that I went in search of an outdoor pool in the Cold Spring area. And I found one. Except it has special activities and hours for the 50+ crowd. Ok, I’m 50. I guess I’m just not ready for special treatment. Which makes me wonder, how, really, do we define Old?

Comments welcome!

And while I’m on the subject of comments, if you received an email alert about this post, please send me a quick email at justinemcgovern2014@gmail.com I know this is hard to believe, but I’m still facing some tech challenges…..

Wrinkles

No, no, not that kind of wrinkles. I went to see the movie Wrinkles last night at the IFC in NYC. It’s an animated film from Galicia, Spain about a man whose son places him in a senior home as he starts to show signs of Alzheimer’s. OK, it’s not the cheeriest film, but there are a few chuckles to be had here and there. And, the recurring visual metaphor of the fog rolling in and rolling out — apt for both Galicia and Alzheimer’s — is lovely.

But here’s what really surprised me. The theater was full!

It’s a good summer for feature films about aging. I’m looking forward now to catching Land Ho! the buddy film about two older men traveling through Iceland. I had my own buddy adventure in Iceland last summer when a colleague and I went there together for a conference. The review mentions how the film makes you think that any number of exciting things can happen in Iceland – the hot springs, geysers, and celebrity sightings can make for quite a trip. And it’s all true! On our first day, we made the de rigueur Blue Lagoon stop, and who did we meet? Katie Couric and her then-fiance (now husband), John! What’s more, they befriended us! And, the conference was interesting and all, but it was hard to keep us from hanging out with the entire Game of Thrones cast and crew who were in residence at the Hilton with us. The Hilton! Celebrities aside, things really are different up there and it’s a trip worth making. The lament of the glacier as chunks of it break off and float away is haunting. The light is crazy. And the rain, which only fell once while we were there, is shockingly icy. Rent a car, bring some good shoes, and get ready for an altering experience. Trust me, once you’ve been there, the whole troll thing starts to make sense.

Anyhoo, back to the topic at hand: Alzheimer’s. There was yet another article in the paper today about exercise and Alzheimer’s. This one states that moderate aerobic exercise can delay the onset of symptoms and slow their progress. The research confirms what the Alzheimer’s Association and other related institutions have been saying for years: get out and move – it’s good for your brain!

I suggest you run to the IFC.

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Allez France!!!

It’s officially summer! Jane Brody wrote yesterday about the risks of extreme heat to older adults, which is serious business.

Where less serious business is concerned, I have been catching up on some of my favorite summery movies, and I recommend them all! That is, of course, if you can squeeze them in what with the World Cup, Wimbledon, the US Open, and, oh yes, work, family, and other sundries…

And speaking of competition, here’s one for my readers: match the movie with the image!! The first one to get it right wins a trip to the Riviera!!!!!!  Except not.

To Catch a Thief

Rear Window

Summer of Sam

Annie Hall

American Graffiti

Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown

Jaws

The Great Gatsby

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TUMBLR!

No, no, I don’t have one, I just signed up to follow my first one, Leanne Shapton’s.

Leanne Shapton — you know, the Canadian Olympic swimmer-artist-writer? I already have her Native Trees of Canada, a beautiful and meditative collection of watercolors, and just ordered Important Artifacts and Personal Property from the Collection of Lenore Doolan and Harold Morris, Including Books, Street Fashion, and Jewelry, which, despite being basically a fictional auction catalog was apparently optioned to be a movie starring Brad Pitt and Nathalie Portman.

Now I can’t wait for her Women in Clothes, due out next year, which, if the NY Times Mother’s Day piece she contributed is any indication, should be really good, too. The NYT piece, Mom Genes, had women picking out items of clothing they now wear, which had belonged to their mothers, and writing about it.

Anyway, Leanne looks like she’s much too young, for a blog on aging, but I think she’s neat. An expression, which, of course, ages me.

And for all my followers who are dads – Tom, Dad, you know who you are – happy father’s day.

Leanna Shapton

 

Feeling old

I have been trying to drag myself into the current era, but the tech hiccups of The Aging Review continue to make me feel old. My newest hurdle is that I am trying to set up a Facebook group for the blog, and while so far I have received lots of human support, I have also received 223 messages from a bot. So, it’s not just that I have no clue how to manage Facebook, it’s also that there are such things as bots…..

As it turns out, you can feel old at any age because old is defined idiosyncratically, according to an interesting NY Times article.

Which begs the question, do I equate old with incompetent? Sigh. You never know when your own prejudices are going to rear up.

Some, apparently, are not troubled by their consciences.

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Ho Chi Minh City

When I finally sat down to catch up on the Aging Review after a completely hectic end to the semester, I pulled out the newspaper clipping I was saving for this post, and guess what? I apparently clipped the wrong article! 36 Hours in Ho Chi Minh City does sound divine, but………

That being said, I do, at least, remember what the original article was about. It was a lovely piece about a middle-aged woman blogging about her travels with her older mother. The writer’s parents are both getting on, and she decided that it would be easier, and a lot more fun, to take her mother on her next trip with her, than to leave her at home, have to plan for alternative care, and deal with the constant worry of being far away should anything happen.

My friend Maria travels with her parents on a regular basis, and I am always impressed. Overall, they are rather more Oklahoma City than Ho Chi Minh City, but still. Together, they have taken road trips through Maine, a train trip across India (a bit taxing), and any number of pilgrimages through the South en route to family reunions in, yes, Oklahoma. Now that her parents have slowed down a teensy bit, they have come up with a simpler concept: a one-week, one-floor rental by the beach.

I just found the original article about the travel blog! It looks fun, has helpful hints, and acknowledges that travel with parents can be a mixed blessing. Surely any child can identify with that. And perhaps a parent or two. But maybe I’m projecting.

And now a reader contest!  I call this, Name It:  OKC or HCMC?

(There’s no cash prize here either, Janet).

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