Jimmy Buffett, the singer-songwriter who drew millions of fans with his folksy tales of living and loving on tropical sandy beaches, frozen concoction in hand, died Friday night. He was 76.
“Jimmy passed away peacefully on the night of September 1st surrounded by his family, friends, music and dogs,” a statement on his website said. “He lived his life like a song till the very last breath and will be missed beyond measure by so many.”
I’m 46. I always joke that I’m old, but I haven’t felt as old as I felt in a while this morning when I found out a friend I’ve had since high school had a daughter who just turned 19. I still can’t get over the fact that my daughter’s 13. But an actual adult daughter? How did we get so old?