I just noticed that today would have been my Grandfather Clarence's Birthday. If he were alive, he would be old. Okay! He would have been 162 years old. That was the year we were born. Queen Victoria was on the throne, and Chester Author was president.
I woke up sore and really modified my exercise routine. I went and had lunch at the senior center. We had pork.
Coffee is on.
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My first autumn painting is in my art journal. I went to a water class at the senior center. The girl reminds me of SUE BONNET SUE . All ...
...yep, 162 years old, is old!
ReplyDeleteNice to think about your Grandfather Clarence.
ReplyDeleteA pork lunch at the senior centre sounds good.
All the best Jan
Hooray for the Senior Center lunches!
ReplyDeleteLove the senior center lunches
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday, Grandpa in the Sky!
ReplyDeleteYep, happy birthday to grandpa!
ReplyDeleteChester A. Arthur was my high school history teacher's favorite president. And I still remember this 36 years later.
ReplyDeleteWhat a time span of experience, in your lifetime
ReplyDelete162 years, that is a long time ago! Those lunches at the senior center sound good.
ReplyDeleteSo much has happened in those 162 years. Would your grandfather even recognize much about our world today? Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com
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