Wednesday, November 16, 2005

100 years old and a lot of stories. RIP

An aged grandparent died this morning; he was 100 years old and one month exactly. A very very kind man. Once about five or so years ago I said to him: "Grandpa Jack, I've never heard you say a nasty thing about anybody. Ever. Is this a conscious decision on your part? Do you deliberately hold your tongue or are you just always nice? Have you ever said something aloud that was unkind?" He considered for a moment and said, "I've heard that Hitler wasn't such a great guy."

His older sister died a few years ago at 104. She had been losing her hearing for some years. Once, when she was about 100, her son asked if she wouldn't like to get a hearing aid. "No," she said. "I've heard enough."

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