“VI hope you won’t leave, but instead, join me as one of the oldest here. “
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Just browsing and came across this thread.
I’m 81,and it’s nice to know there are more of my generation around.
By the way,my mother had a friend named Marcella and it’s the only other time I have heard the name.
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Not many people have my name and I made a mistake when I signed up here in 2000 by using my right name. My mother picked that name but there is not another one in the family. My father wanted to name me, Priscilla, but my mom said people would call me, Prissy. Later, she said she should have named me that because I was prissy.
My husband and I stopped at a service station for gas and I handed him my credit card. He went inside and in a minute, the lady clerk came charging to the car. She was from Greece and there is an island there named “Marcella” for a Marcella woman who was later named a saint so they changed the name of the island to her name. This lady was really excited to find someone with that name. By the way, Mears, I am not a saint.
I do not see that being 80 means anything at all. When I was young I hung out with people older than I because they were interesting to learn from. As I got older past a certain point maybe late 60s, I started hanging out with younger people because the older ones had given up doing anything.
Thanks for posting so I know there is at least one older than I am on here. Granted, it's only a year, but that still makes you older than I am.