My grandfather carried me around on his shoulders at 85.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My grandfather went through a lot in his life.
When I hit around 65, 66, I started to feel tremendous worth and incredible personal esteem. I was becoming very cognisant of my contribution to the American spirit of helping your fellow man and all of the good stuff.
I'm a grandfather now.
My grandfather lived to be late 90s on one side and on the other side, 70s or something. And my father died young, at 63. But he didn't take very good care of himself.
My grandfather died under house arrest.
And when I look at my mother, I reflect on her strength and endurance. She's cranky sometimes, but she is lovable and loving. I'd be happy to be there at 86.
My grandfather and I were very close.
At 18, I guarded the parking lot at the Catholic Church bingos. Now, my dad made sure I could take care of myself. I carried a Smith and Wesson .357 Magnum - that gun weighed more than I did!
My dad went at 86. A car killed him. He was crossing the road.
My dad lived till he was 78, my mum was in her 80s, and I've got two uncles who are in their 90s now.