Now, I've met the lady before. Seen her a few times, been to her house before to do some photography about 2 years ago. So I went over today, it was drizzling a little. Started walking up the house and her, I guess, son, said he was 65, we got talking about how funny we walk, anyway, I ask him for permission and he said sure. He remembered me. So the lady comes out and wanted to know what we were discussing. So I told her of course. Well she did not want me digging in her lawn. Now she lives 2 doors down from some good friends of mine. She did not remember me. She did not remember my friends, but did remember their street.
House was built in 1853. Yard is probably full of junk. She said I could detect 1 time, while she was there, but not on a Sunday, but didn't know when she was going to be home. I was very polite.
I don't even want to bother digging there. It was a put down from my viewpoint.
I hope she doesn't drive anymore. If my memory gets that bad, well, figure it out....
And you know what's sad, I have a very, very special place in my heart for our older generation. They are very special people. I did Sunday visitations with my church to nursing homes for 7 years till my mom got Alzheimer's, then I couldn't take it any more. I hope she doesn't drive anymore, cause somebody could get killed. Kind of sad story. Now my aunt was sharp up till about 95. She's 102 now.
I am not downing the elderly so don't go there. I'm getting old too, da cat is gettin' there! I had to rephrase this slightly.
House was built in 1853. Yard is probably full of junk. She said I could detect 1 time, while she was there, but not on a Sunday, but didn't know when she was going to be home. I was very polite.
I don't even want to bother digging there. It was a put down from my viewpoint.
I hope she doesn't drive anymore. If my memory gets that bad, well, figure it out....
And you know what's sad, I have a very, very special place in my heart for our older generation. They are very special people. I did Sunday visitations with my church to nursing homes for 7 years till my mom got Alzheimer's, then I couldn't take it any more. I hope she doesn't drive anymore, cause somebody could get killed. Kind of sad story. Now my aunt was sharp up till about 95. She's 102 now.
I am not downing the elderly so don't go there. I'm getting old too, da cat is gettin' there! I had to rephrase this slightly.
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