Aug 7, 2019
8 min read
The Privilege of Growing Old in America
I turned 50 years old this week.
Few people knew about my birthday. There was no party, no gifts. Just reflection on a half century of my life.
On my birthday, I was in New York City.
I decided the best way to spend my birthday was by honoring those who have not had the gift of celebrating 50 years of existence.
