We Dinosaurs were young'uns at some point in our many years of existence.....we got old through a fair amount of luck, some skill, and being able to know when to sit in a safe place, drink coffee, and whine about everything under the Sun.
Perhaps, even....we may have also learned from others who were ahead of us on the path so that we did not have to trod in every muddy puddle to figure out how deep they were.
We ain't knocking you young folks....but we are trying to pass along some hard leaned lessons....some of which we were given free of charge....some we paid a Beer Tariff to obtain...and some we figured out all by ourselves usually scaring ourselves frightless in the process.
I always fiigured I could learn from everyone I flew with....or worked alongside.....and I did most times.
One cannot be a Master of all things in this flying game....but you can be very darn good at what you do.
That is. how you get old and cantankerous.....which beats not getting old.