By Grant McGee
Have you been talking to old friends lately? Comparing0 notes on how life is going?
My old friend Catfish caught up with me the other day. Catfish and I go way back. Among my favorite memories are those summer days when I was 7 years old, sitting on the back porch of my grandmother’s house, me and Catfish enjoying fried bologna on white bread, drinking Grapette sodas.
Catfish taught me a lot of stuff that my momma and daddy probably would’ve never taught me: Turkey hunting, bad words, the mysteries of girls and the wonders of beer.
We talked about what all we were up to; he in Virginia and me out west.
“Hey,” I said, “what kind of health troubles do you have? I have high blood pressure, arthritis in my feet, glaucoma, cataracts and a couple of hernias.”
“Oh, I have to watch my weight,” said Catfish. “Other than that I have arthritis and CRS.”
What was that?
I didn’t want to ask Catfish because I thought it was some serious condition that he didn’t want to talk about.
We wrapped up our chat.
And I was left wondering: What is “CRS”?
Cardio Respiratory Syndrome? Isn’t that what COPD is?
I turned to The Internet Great and Powerful.
“Define CRS,” I typed into the search engine.
“Can’t Remember Stuff” came back the answer.
Well, “stuff” isn’t the word that was used, but it’ll do for a family newspaper.
I laughed out loud. Once again I had over-thought something.
Sometime later I was chatting with my brother and telling him about my chat with Catfish.
Catfish,” he laughed, “I remember him.”
“Yeah,” I said. “Talking to him I learned what CRS is.”
“Can’t Remember Stuff,” said my brother.
“Stuff” isn’t the word he used, but it’ll do for a family newspaper.
“You didn’t know that?” he asked.
I do now.
And I can add that to my other “old guy” maladies.
Grant McGee is a long-time broadcaster and former truck driver who rides bicycles and likes to talk about his many adventures on the road of life. Contact him at his blog: