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I’m 32 and I live in my mom’s basement.

They clutched their binoculars and scribbled notes in their programs. They paced behind the teller windows and snagged seats just before post time. Some spent the day on their own, but most huddled in groups, talking stats, favorites and odds.

I used to cringe when the staff at Pop Pop’s nursing home called him "Sweetie."

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Pa’ Noi manages the neighborhood restaurant that my boyfriend, Joe, and I love here in Thailand, where I’m doing part of my master’s program in gerontology.

We arrived with jasmine garlands and two rosettes folded out of Thai baht. We slipped off our sandals and felt the cool, smooth tiles beneath us as we walked toward a woman sitting on her front porch.

It was a warm, humid night on Koh Samui, an island in one of the many seas that make up Thailand. I was there doing research for a book on the world's most romantic places (Shameless plug alert: Coming soon, "Perfect Places for Passion at Any Age," for Frommers in collaboration with AARP.) We were…