Glazed over eyes, thinning hairline; Mr. Pringle remembered back to when he first started as mascot all those years ago - life seemed so full of promise. Now he found himself stuck in middle age - his wife doesn’t listen to him anymore, he’s begun dying his graying mustache black. As he stared blankly out from the container, he wondered - can one ever really regain that which has been lost? Mr. Pringle had the experience - he just wished he had the answers…