Celebrating a 91st birthday is not what I'm after. Celebrating being here is where it's at. Celebrating the air we breathe, the ground we walk on. I celebrate each day that I wake up and can see the puffy white clouds in a beautiful blue sky. I celebrate living in this amazing city of Los Angeles.
Along with tens of millions of my baby boomer friends, I have embarked on a new journey at a time in life when Madison Avenue uses all its muscle muscle to convince us women that 50 is the new 30 or 60 is the new 40.
Bottom line, Class of 2012: The hippies who brought you strobe lights and Led Zeppelin are graying -- and they've got 450 million boomer peers worldwide. Your success depends upon all of us creating new paths of education to keep these "seniors" at the cutting-edge.