Do you remember when everyone you knew over sixty had dentures? It was just a fact of lif – the glass on the table next to the bed with the teeth soaking in them. Now I don’t know anyone over sixty with dentures outside of Bush Alaska…which is a whole other story. I’m guessing this is a story of dental success that someone should be writing about. I’m sure glad I don’t have to take my teeth off at night – though I am happier and happier to take my bra off.