Paul McCartney performed in Yankee Stadium about two weeks ago. He sang for two and a half hours straight. Ahhh, wish I had been there. The concert included his first solo performance of this old Beatles song:
Here's a video of the group performing the song, from the 1965 movie Help:
Watching the 1965 video made me ache - in a good, sweet way - for that time. (Miss you John, miss you George). I was eight years old when The Beatles first performed on the Ed Sullivan Show. I remember jumping around the living room, and my grandmother Lucy saying, "I can't understand the words!"
As I pass through middle life, I hold Paul as one of my models of joyful aging. Keep doing what you love, don't fade away, show some sheer exuberance at still being here.
Who makes you smile with their age-defying energy?