First Little Bastard to Call Me Gramps

“From retirement homes, cruises, and children to liver spots, memory problems, and geriatric sex, Bill Richardson’s candid reflections on the trials, tribulations and humiliations of growing old are frank, witty and irreverent. These illustrated retirement rhymes for the hoary-headed do not just playfully reveal the inevitable weakening that afflicts the mind and body as the years wear on, they also cast light on the ageless, exuberant spirit that too often remains hidden inside." -- Book jacket.