27 years ago, when I was 35 years old, I thought it was the best age possible. At 35 a person can relate to a younger crowd, the middle of the road group and even an older audience. I always said that was the perfect age.
Although I'm 62 now, I'm still active and joke and kid around just like I did when I was younger. So, what's the problem you may ask? Apparently my antics bother some of the younger crowd. They look at my outer shell as if to say, "Knock it off old guy." Some of the younger clerks in stores have even outwardly shown their disdain for an older person fooling around.
However, I'm now financially secure, in a loving marriage, have watched my adult children mature and grow and am witnessing the same with my grandchildren. So, I guess I would have to admit that where I am right now is the perfect age.