My grandpa is 95 years old.
And he’s in remarkable shape. Let’s just hope that I got passed the same genes. The man is so sharp mentally and has just the most incredible perspective and approach to life. His body isn’t as spry of course. But he takes that in stride. He lives in an assisted living place that has just the best quality heating and air. I like to go get him like every other weekend for a day and dinner with the family in the air conditioning of my house. This time of year, the central air conditioning is just running all the time. But that’s what you get when you live in a region where the heat and humidity are just staggering. Grandpa just loves our kids and they simply adore and idolize him. They are at an age now where they can appreciate my grandpa and all the things he has seen through the years. This past weekend, grandpa nearly blew their little minds when he regaled them with stories about growing up on the family farm. That was a very simple life. My kids simply couldn’t believe that Grandpa didn’t have residential HVAC. It’s just something that is completely beyond their grasp. Frankly, it sort of puts the hurt on my mind as well. Just trying to manage the four months of heat season without central air conditioning is hard to fathom. Those kids couldn’t take their eyes off of Grandpa as he told them about having to get up before 3 in the morning to get the farm work complete. Then, it was find a shady spot and hope for a breeze. That man is a better man than I.
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