Growing up, literally and then figuratively, happens as long as one is alive, well at least in the early years, and then whether one wants it to or not during every other year one is alive, alas alack, who can say otherwise? Not a person I know. So it is what is. We grow older and that’s better than not growing older because then we’d be dead which quite frankly at this point at least doesn’t resonate with me, so being alive is just fine with me. But never mind and so what, let’s get started with this exhibit – Growing Up and Old.