A group of Lake Havasu City, Arizona seniors who frequent Smith's Market for
morning coffee were sitting around talking about all their ailments. 

"My arms have got so  weak I can hardly lift this cup of coffee," said one. 

 "Yes, I know," said  another.  "My cataracts are so bad; can't even see my
coffee." 

 "I couldn't even mark an "X" at election time because my hands are so
crippled," volunteered a third. 

 "What?  Speak up!  What?  I can't hear you", said one elderly man. 

"I can't turn my head because of the arthritis in my neck," said one, to
which several nodded weakly in agreement. 

 "My blood pressure pills make me so dizzy!"  exclaimed another. 

 "I forget where I am and where I'm going," said another. 

 "I guess that's the  price we pay for getting old," winced an old man, as
he slowly shook his head. 

 The others nodded in agreement. 

 

"Well, count your blessings," said a man cheerfully.  "Thank God we can all
still drive."