His head .. it exploded. As if someone had scooped out his brains and put a hand grenade in his skull.

Most seniors are so overwhelmed that they need assistance. The process is needlessly complicated--a real headache.

There I sat in the sun, watching half a dozen pairs and one slow but cheerful foursome pass by waving their mallets, thinking my old man's thoughts and letting the sun warm my old man's bones.

but there was nothing I could do to dim the supernovae exploding inside my brain, an endless chain of intra cranial firecrackers

The devil's voice is sweet to hear.

It's a headache,