I met a gentleman this morning with the most lovely accent. From Virginia. He was 88. I could listen to him talk all day.
I knew moving into this driving job, I would meet interesting people. Aromatic people, talkative people, desperately lonely people. But I had no idea I would meet magical people.
“I just need to stay alive and keep a house going.”
That was his mantra all morning long.
Two things to keep in mind when you’re 88:
- Stay alive! (very important)
- Keep a place going (also very important)
Survival and shelter. Can’t argue with that.
I carried him to Winn-Dixie to get some groceries. From here on known as grosh. As I helped him out of the car and into the store, he kept reciting things he would be doing. He was full of helpful tips and practical suggestions. To everything he stated, to affirm I was listening, I replied, “Smart.” and “Good idea.”
He would reply, in the most charming Southern drawl, “Smart?! Only way to go as I see it.”
I love you, sir. Let me help you with your grosh.
Two things to keep in mind when you’re 44 (exactly half his age, that would be my age):
- Stay alive
- Keep a place going
Got it. Smart. Only way to go as I see it.