For me, anyone who is over 80, I generally sit down and have a chat to because he is over 80, and he is going OK.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I'm enjoying 40. Old enough to know better, young enough not to care.
I'm 78. We've lost a lot of our great stars. I can't hang out with those who aren't here. The phone service to Heaven is so bad, you know. But I get to visit with their memories.
My husband has a gift for reaching out to people in need. I always look over and see him connecting to someone who needs to talk or needs some support.
I prefer listening to talking, reading to socializing, and cozy chats to group settings.
The younger the fan I can have, the better. I love talking to kids.
I love that my friends are sometimes even 20, 30 years older than me - that I can just sit and enjoy their company and their experiences.
We treat old people so badly. There is nothing easy about 80.
My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
I don't talk to old people; they try to find ways to stay static. Young folks are the ones with the ideas and constantly moving forward.
I don't know how to deal with being 80.