The Golden YearsLast year, I gave Gloria an XM radio receiver for Christmas.
Last week, she got it installed. It's been busy.
She came home and I went out to her car to check it out. "It also has an iPod dock," she said. "Just unplug this and plug in your iPod." She unplugged a cable that went into a standard headphone jack on the side of the unit.
"Very nice," I said.
Then she went to plug the cable back in--and missed. "Oops," she said. She tried again. "Almost got it," she said. Then again. And again. And one more time. "I know it's right there," she said. "This car light is too dim." And again. One more time. Not quite. Just missed it.
"This must be what it's like to watch an old person try to pick up change," I said.