A reader writes:

Dunno about you young moist-behind-your-ears folks, but us old folks touch our lips to make sure our damned dentures are properly set. Besides, us old farts don't need to touch our lips to make sure we're still here, because every morning as soon as we awaken the aches and pains of age fairly shout to us that we're yet quite alive - when those aches and pains aren't waking us from what had been sound sleep.

So much for Freud and Jung and their ilk!
 
Grins (Careful Ones!)

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