For more deets on Libra compatibility, check out our guide to dating a Libra woman and our gender-neutral guide to dating a Libra. The people here keep going well into their 90s.Astrology can help us understand more about ourselves and the people we love/date/hopelessly crush on-no matter their gender. I'm 68 and that's still a kid in Sarasota years. Let us make the next decade in Sarasota a brilliant finale to our tastes, to our values-to our culture. But until then, there are so many of us, and we've still got all the money. They will take over, there's no getting around that. The young people with their clever gadgets and machines have sealed our fate. It's a great manifestation of "our" culture.īut the future does not bode well. On weekends a guy comes in with a keyboard and sings Frank Sinatra and Tony Bennett songs, and he does it very well. The food is surprisingly good and the service is great. Its décor is firmly rooted in the early 1980s, and the clientele is mostly tourists staying at the hotel.
I particularly recommend a place called the Candlelight Dining Room at the Helmsley Sandcastle out on Lido. These slices of Americana have been disappearing at an alarming rate, but, this being Sarasota, a couple of good ones can still be found around town. We prefer the more classic restaurants, the ones with circular booths, dim lighting, big drinks, muffled sound, and steak and fish prepared in ways you're familiar with and have been ever since your folks first started taking you to the country club. Oh, they're OK every once in a while, but the noise level and the fancy-dancy "cuisine" can be too stimulating for our irregular heartbeats and hearing loss. Does anybody need a restaurant critic? I'd do that as long as you bought the food.Īnd speaking of restaurants, I bemoan the fact that so many of the new places are hip and happening, which is not what people my age value in a place to eat. Or be a talent scout for a modeling agency or a strip club. How about surveillance? I'd certainly volunteer to spy on people. Yes, it's wonderful "making a difference" and serving those in need, but the actual jobs the nonprofits come up with just aren't exciting enough. The young people say there aren't any good jobs. (I take back every joke I ever made about early bird specials they're terrific.) The Van Wezel should begin earlier, like 6:30.
Dinner at 5 is ideal, and I'm starting to lean toward 4:30. Everything should be moved up a couple of hours. For instance, the whole town's schedule is a little off. This is not to say that us older Sarasotans don't have our own problems. Then, after you turn 40 and you're all bloodied and battered, you move back to Sarasota and boss everybody around. But if there is any lesson I have learned from my own life, it's that kids-the talented and ambitious ones, anyway-should leave the small town they grew up in and move to the big city, in order to, as Tom Wolfe so memorably put it, "dance for a while in search of the big honeydew melon." It's being young in a big city, struggling and trying to make your way, being exposed to people and things you never knew existed, that teaches you everything you need to know about how the world works. I suppose that in some Chamber of Commerce way we should probably try and attract younger residents and try to keep kids who grow up here from leaving town.
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Isn't being 25 enough? Now they want subsidized apartments conveniently located halfway between the beach and downtown, plus jobs that pay more than $100 an hour, plus lots of other young people they can go to these mysterious "clubs" with. Let me tell you something: At my age I do find it hard to muster up sympathy for a 25-year-old, any 25-year-old, even the ones in prison. The people here keep going well into their 90s.Īnd yes, I do feel sorry for those poor kids with not enough "clubs" to go to.
Where you never feel conspicuous about your age-how many times have you looked around a restaurant in New York or Los Angeles and thought, my God, I'm the oldest person here?-because there's always someone older than you. Where the food stains on your shirt are socially accepted and that hair growing in your ears is the norm. Here's where you can spend all that money you accumulated on what really matters, like a new Cadillac or a really nice set of golf clubs. It's more like another country, where the elderly emigrate in order to find a better life for themselves, a place where they will feel loved, understood, and catered to. Sarasota is not just another city when it comes to age.
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