Life sometimes sucks. So does getting older. Strange and unexpected changes happen to our minds and our bodies. Forgetting where we laid those damn car keys (if we are even allowed to drive). And looking in the mirror sure isn't a pleasant past time any longer, what with the baggy eyes, sagging jowls, not to mention the other body parts that hang—or disappear between folds of excess folds—and don't even mention turning around to take a gander at our backsides, once sleek and slim. If we can even see them. But don't count us out yet.

COMING OF AGE, LIVER SPOTS & ALL is both a playful and grudging acknowledgement that like "S**T, getting old happens. Aging happens in different ways for all of us, even though we all carry a lifetime of baggage, whether it be in a steamer trunk, suitcase, or a new-fangled roll-in-any-direction carry-on. Some of us carry all our important stuff (like those damn keys) in a backpack. Now, if only I could find that backpack.

Don Marsh walks readers through his take on the aging process in with tongue-in-cheek revelry. Truthful, sometimes sobering, but always humorous, this quick read allows the old(er) of us to laugh at our sagging bodies, wandering minds, and thinning hair.