But then, in his sixty-odd years Wade Lovett had known a lot of things that weren't true.

The tall, frail man in black seemed stumped for the first time in his sixty-odd years.

A time-tunnel, which is a hundred sixty-odd years and some weeks, days and hours from one end to the other.

Now, at a hundred and sixty-odd years old (he really couldn't remember just when he'd been born) he lived in necessary seclusion.

I think after sixty-odd years beneath her roof, he really perceived no choice.

He no longer recognizes himself as a member of a society he's lived in for sixty-odd years.

Mrs. McGinty had kept very few things during her sixty-odd years of life.

She looked much older than her sixty-odd years, wasted as she was.

Barring something unlikely happening, another sixty-odd years is about all I have left.

Then, sixty-odd years ago, the barbarians had first arrived.