She really was a cute nun that everyone loved, and played guitar as well (shades of the Singing Nun). Her classes were a lot of fun. Sister Mary Herbert was the principal and she um... was just as lovely as her name. ;P As for being as old as one feels, the body is in poor shape, but the mind is doing fine. I've started referring to myself as a teenage 50-something. After I get my bionic knees, the world better watch out!