Bless her good heart. She can't see very well at anymore. She can't hear very well anymore. Her short-term memory isn't very good anymore.
But boy, her long-term memory couldn't be beat!
I am very comfortable around older people. Perhaps it's because I was born into an older family. My sisters were ages 16, 19 and 21 when I came along, and my parents were well into their forties. So...my grandparents, all of whom were born in the 1880's, were quite old.
I could have sat and listened to them for hours. Actually, I did sit and listen to them for hours, and they listened to me. Though we were close to three generations apart from one another, their lives fascinated me.
And, they still do.
This dear friend today had seen quite a lot in her 95 years. She was born the year before the flu pandemic of 1918, so the fact that she's even here is a miracle in itself. She was an expert quilter, and her quilts won awards at the Ohio State Fair.
Now, she's blind. But trust me, she can still see.