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Got to catch up with a long time customer yesterday. He’s 88 and still sharp as a tack. Still driving and going about his daily to-do list. Politely and innocently chatting up every gal he encounters -mostly just flattering them. Survived a war, the loss of two sons, and eight heart attacks. Probably countless other things I’m unaware of. He’s held powerful municipal and government positions and also dug graves for a living. He finally fully retired a few years back. His body is starting to fail him but his mind isn’t. He's a pleasure to chat with when I get the chance.
 
My 90 year old buddy passed away in November. We would talk every 2-3 weeks about his latest adventure looking for sheep, and he’d report the numbers and classification. Flying an airplane or helicopter in the San Juans, ATVing in the Dolores River country, or “road hunting” winter range, he was always up to something.

Just a couple of years ago the SxS broke down when they were coming out of the Dolores River in the dark, in winter. Dead cell phone batteries, so his buddy left him there and walked out. Didn’t get back to get George until the next day. Of course, George had to call me and tell me about what they saw, but barely mentioned his overnight experience in passing.

I do miss our visits.

 
From the I remember when thread that’s like half of HuntTalk.
Hey, just because you didn't watch Hogan's Heroes or I Dream of Genie, doesn't mean that we are that old, you're just younger:)

We have a couple neat old guys that come into the shop and I try to talk to them when they come in. And there are those that don't come in anymore, I miss them.

No parents and no Aunts and Uncles any longer so have to make do with older friends.
 
He get sent all the grip and grins and I call when I can crazy how quick life can be moving. I’ll drop what I’m doing to take the call when the phone rings.
 
My 90 year old buddy passed away in November. We would talk every 2-3 weeks about his latest adventure looking for sheep, and he’d report the numbers and classification. Flying an airplane or helicopter in the San Juans, ATVing in the Dolores River country, or “road hunting” winter range, he was always up to something.

Just a couple of years ago the SxS broke down when they were coming out of the Dolores River in the dark, in winter. Dead cell phone batteries, so his buddy left him there and walked out. Didn’t get back to get George until the next day. Of course, George had to call me and tell me about what they saw, but barely mentioned his overnight experience in passing.

I do miss our visits.

George sounds like he was a wonderful man. Would have been neat to know him.
 
My 90 year old buddy passed away in November. We would talk every 2-3 weeks about his latest adventure looking for sheep, and he’d report the numbers and classification. Flying an airplane or helicopter in the San Juans, ATVing in the Dolores River country, or “road hunting” winter range, he was always up to something.

Just a couple of years ago the SxS broke down when they were coming out of the Dolores River in the dark, in winter. Dead cell phone batteries, so his buddy left him there and walked out. Didn’t get back to get George until the next day. Of course, George had to call me and tell me about what they saw, but barely mentioned his overnight experience in passing.

I do miss our visits.

Sounds like one hell of a guy, Oak. Seems those types are fading. Bayfield area holds a special place in my heart.
 
I'm one of those guys! Will be 82 in July, lost my wife 3 years ago this past October and have been trying to adjust and reinvent myself ever since. There are several avenues I'd love to try but my old bones have a way of putting a curb on those ideas.

I'm still pretty active, right now in the middle of doing a brake job on my Ram out in the driveway and damn, those tires are heavy. I'm maintaining a large yard, good sized garden, the house and all other aspects of my life and it does get lonely but no one wants to bother with some old fart unless it's another old fart in the same situation. I do have a good friend, my best friend really, a lady with whom we'd been friends for 49 years. We kept horses in the same barn, belonged to the same dance club and ran in much the same circles and now she and I look out for each other. There's no romantic involvement and most likely never will be, just friendship. We check on each other twice daily, listen to each other bitch on the phone, eat together quite often and if she gets too critical or opinionated I just tell her that if she's going to act like a nagging wife we might as well get married so I could get some conjugal rights and that usually shuts her up.

Most people seem to think that old folks don't know much of modernity and most of the young people think they know all about life, but folks that isn't the way it is. If this country could harness and utilize the knowledge and experience of all those who have been put out to pasture and dismissed as being non-consequential we could turn this old world around and straighten out some of the messes we've gotten it into, but it would take some doing.

We old folks like to feel that we have value and matter to the grand scheme of life, so throw your old folks the odd bone, give them a call, get them in a long and involved conversation, include some younger folks in the mix and you might be surprised at what you might learn.
 
Got to catch up with a long time customer yesterday. He’s 88 and still sharp as a tack. Still driving and going about his daily to-do list. Politely and innocently chatting up every gal he encounters -mostly just flattering them. Survived a war, the loss of two sons, and eight heart attacks. Probably countless other things I’m unaware of. He’s held powerful municipal and government positions and also dug graves for a living. He finally fully retired a few years back. His body is starting to fail him but his mind isn’t. He's a pleasure to chat with when I get the chance.
My grandmother always used to say "The old ways are the best ways"
 
One of the … and other tasks as necessary.” Parts of my job is getting sympathy cards when former board members or other influential members pass away and then get the cards signed by surviving former board members. Unfortunately I’ve had to do that 4 times since Thanksgiving, but it does give me a chance to catch up and visit with many people who are in their 80s or later and all of them were very active in conservation throughout their careers and lives.
 
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