It’s one of life’s big milestones, though for those of us who grew up listening to the Beatles, perhaps an even bigger one is sixty-four. When patients brought it up and lamented the passage of time, I’d relate this story:

I remember when I turned forty I said to myself, in baseball terms, “You know, pal, you could be rounding second base.” When I turned sixty, I said to my ex-wife, “Does this mean that I’m rounding third and heading for home?” She smiled, patted my arm and said, “No, you had a collision with the shortstop.”

I am eager to share your stories and analogies with our fellow practitioners. You can submit yours for addition to the Doctors’ Story Bank by emailing them to You, of course, retain the right to publish them elsewhere.