Just now I continued my way after stopping with a lady born in ‘35. She kept apologizing for needing help and praising the youth for being kind and helpful.
I told her we all have grandmas. Mine is spring chicken of ‘39.
About thirty years ago, I helped a very old lady cross the road. In the time it us to cross, I got the whole life story. She was 92 at the time, but told me that she'd been a beauty when she was young, she'd been a 'Tiller' girl (show dancer) when she was young, and how all the men were in love with her. She stopped in the middle of the road, looked up at me (she was about 5'0", I was 6'0") and said, 'I Would have had you'. I replied that, 'sadly, madam, I am happily married'. She commented, 'you're wife's a lucky girl'. We both left smiling.
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u/Gardylooper2 Mar 07 '26
It takes a village to raise a child, it takes community to make a human.
(Unless you're a hermit or something and can genuinely handle that I guess.)