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Social Security Adds New Online Medicare Application - ElderLawAnswers Articles

For many people, age 65 doesn't mean they retire. Those of a certain age cannot even apply for Social Security at age 65. But, you still need to apply for Medicare at 65. So, the SSA has a new online application procedure. Read the Elder Law Answers article linked to below for more details. Social Security Adds New Online Medicare Application - ElderLawAnswers Articles Or go to the Social Security Website at: www.socialsecurity.gov/medicareonly/

Concord Hymn

By the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood And fired the shot heard round the world. The foe long since in silence slept; Alike the conqueror silent sleeps; And Time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream which seaward creeps. On this green bank, by this soft stream, We set today a votive stone; That memory may their deed redeem, When, like our sires, our sons are gone. Spirit, that made those heroes dare To die, and leave their children free, Bid Time and Nature gently spare The shaft we raise to them and thee. Ralph Waldo Emerson April 19th is Patriots' Day in Massachusetts (I note that some calendars say 9/11 is now Patriots' Day, but that's something altogether different). The April Patriots' Day holiday celebrates the Battles of Lexington and Concord that were the unofficial start of the American Revolution (the "Shot Heard Round the World." and the "Midnight Ri

WHEN THE YOUNG ARE GROWN

Once the house was lovely, but it's lonely here to-day, For time has come an' stained its walls an' called the young away; An' all that's left for mother an' for me till life is through Is to sit an' tell each other what the children used to do. We couldn't keep 'em always an' we knew it from the start; We knew when they were babies that some day we'd have to part. But the years go by so swiftly, an' the littlest one has flown, An' there's only me an' mother now left here to live alone. Oh, there's just one consolation, as we're sittin' here at night, They've grown to men an' women, an' we brought 'em up all right; We've watched 'em as we've loved 'em an' they're splendid, every one, An' we feel the Lord won't blame us for the way our work was done. They're clean, an' kind an' honest, an' the world respects 'em, too; That's the dream of parents