By E. Roberts Musser
I consider myself a fairly mellow person, and I don’t embarrass easily. However, as I was going through airport security recently, a TSA agent subjected me to a pat down that was somewhat humiliating. I’ve tried to take it with a sense of humor, as in the scheme of things it was not that big a deal. Let’s put it this way, I’ve heard of stories a lot worse.
I’m a female senior citizen, 62 years of age, and somewhat overweight. I’ve had three children, which as every woman knows, does interesting things to the body. I’ve also had major intestinal surgery, with a huge scar running up and down my torso. As a result, my stomach is no longer as flat as it used to be in my youth. But then, whose is at age 62, male or female? Where am I going with this? Let me explain.