My mate Don

I'd like to introduce you to my mate Don who turned 96 years young last Sunday. How good is he looking? I visit Don every week for a couple of hours of conversation during which we solve all of the World's problems. Despite his age his brain is still as sharp as a tack, and his memory is amazing. Consequently I  am privileged  to hear the stories about his upbringing in the bush, where he was born and eventually worked as a shearer, before enlisting in the army for the Second World War.
Don is such a character which I hope is shown in this photo by his cheeky smile!
Don says he is glad of my company every week, but I'll bet he isn't half as glad as I am for his company.