I met a lady the other day at the Department of Economic Security. It was a hot day--in the 90's I believe, and in she walked with a beanie on her head, a sweat shirt, sweat pants, thick socks and shoes. Now I realize this is no excuse for dressing this way in what I consider to be pretty hot weather, but come to find out this lady was ONE HUNDRED EIGHT YEARS OLD! I've never met anyone that old!
Let's paint a better picture here. She was Vietnamese, about 4 feet tall, few if any teeth (I can't recall exactly), super knobby knuckles, and clouded eyeballs. She spoke Vietnamese, walked in on her own (no cane, walker, wheelchair, etc.), and interacted with Mylie but putting her hand or finger out for Mylie to touch or grab. She was actually with her daughter and granddaughter. They were all making a fuss about Mylie's cuteness (who wouldn't!?), then with great pride, her daughter offered to share her mother's age with us.
There's really no point to my story other than to say that I met a really really old person, born in 1901. Boy, she has seen A LOT. Have you ever met a REALLY old person?!
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Yes . . . every morning in the mirror! That is impressive. I used to think that I would like to live that long, now I wonder!?!?
I love Sharron's comment. Thanks for a good chuckle! I've never met any over 99!
Sometimes I FEEL like a really old person! Can't wait to see you in a couple of weeks.
Your really old person beats mine. My great aunt (from Oklahoma) was 96 the last time I got to see her, when Gabriel was 8 months old. She died at 98, 5 days after Garrett was born so I wasn't able to get him out to meet her or go to the funeral. I was sad about that. It's amazing how long some people are able to live. Have you noticed they're all really happy too?
Lincoln is wearing the cute outfit you gave him. SO CUTE!! I can't believe he's already big enough for it.
My great grandma died when she was 103 (she was born in 1900)... it was my junior year of college!
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