One hot Summer day during my commute home from work, a carload of teenaged boys yelled some butthed remarks about: Geezers, Gray hair and bicycles. I caught up at a red light and spent the long wait chatting with a pretty, young, blonde in the Porsche just in front of their car. They grew quiet, then gave me a "thumbs up" as we left. Guess they didn't figure out, she was a co-worker Don