While I have been going through a tough time recently, I seem to have gained an ability to see in older men the wisdom they have developed in living the years they have lived.
It is subtle, and I can't put my finger on what it is exactly. It is not what they say, but the humility and sensitivity with which they say it. You can tell that they have compassion, that they have faced some of their demons and lived to tell the tale.
Not all older me are like this. I am greatly encouraged by those who are, and luckily I count my dad as one of them.