After eating dinner at his great aunt and uncle’s farm house in Gardner, Colorado, he remembers looking at his great uncle and thinking, “this man is ancient.” The eight year old boy stared at his uncle with both fear and interest. His uncle was sitting on a faded, dusty orange chair that looked like it was made at least 50 years ago. The fabric on the chair was worn thin where years and years of arms resting had worn the arm fabric down. The old man’s shoes were black leather that looked as though they had not seen polish since before the old chair was made, but they looked comfortable and well made. His wore faded denim overalls and a grey tattered long sleeve dickey’s shirt, with splotches of food dropped on his chest and on his pant legs. His uncle’s face was placid and wrinkled; his hands were dotted with strange colors of purple, orange, and red; his veins winding through tissue paper thin skin; and countless scars from years …show more content…
There is no getting away from getting old, and there is no reason to fear getting old either; it is really much better than the alternative. As people and things in life get older, they can improve; a person becomes wiser; a chair becomes antique and valuable; and wine becomes much finer as it ages. As a youth, the thought of old is not truly conceivable; it is not until later in life that getting old is something that can be grasped. We have so much to be thankful for the people from the greatest generation; sadly, they are quickly vanishing as time continues its unending march. Being old is only a state of mind, and the passing of time is a gift to be recognized and appreciated. Every single moment, of every single day, should be lived like it is the last moment on