Mr. Wilson can hardly be unaware that once a writer chooses to youthen or resurrect a word, it lives again.
He nods, time traveling to a point when there were no central lines, no low blood counts, no immunosuppressive drugs. His face youthens momentarily as he bridges back to a point on a timeline that has none of this devastation on it.
... And then Roger Bannister ran the mile in 3 ...
... about me for the first five minutes, and then it's, like, "Say, what are you investing in?" ...