All this person/situation/interaction debate. No resolution. What constitutes a personality?
Just know that 64 years on, it is the same person who was looking at or through the mirror, sixty years ago. Perhaps aberrations appreciated. Perhaps aberrations controlled.
The essence of a person remains hardwired, it seems, from birth.
Had a birthday party at five years old. Enjoyable for a period, then insisted that everybody leave.
Playing in a backyard sandbox, doing the same thing.
Social comfort, and then the driveoff/driveaway.
Ultimately comfortable in sole presence.
Same driver, sixty years on.
And Elton is now 70:
Not hanging up the greatcoat