Post by southsidesignmaker on Sept 13, 2009 22:11:02 GMT -5
I miss the WWII generation.
As I continue to age one of the things I miss from time to time is the mark left by the WWII generation. These folks would be of my parents generation and they are leaving this earth at great speed.
A few weeks ago I was doing some sign work at a client's business and could not help but notice an older gentleman walking with the aid of a "rolling cart" type walker. I finished my job in a few hours and upon leaving the business noticed the same gentleman going in the opposite direction but resting on his walker. As I passed him in my work truck it was obvious that he was "Pooped Out". In turning around and greeting him, my first thoughts were that he may need medical attention. It was very warm out and this gentleman looked to be about eighty.
When I came upon him asking if he needed some water or a lift, he replied so gently and somber that he was almost to his destination but thanks for the thought.
Like many older folks once they have your attention there is always time for a story. His story was straight forward in that up until a couple months back he had enjoyed very good health, but now his legs just seemed a bit stubborn. I replied that I understood, offered help again, only to be assured he was fine.
As I drove away I noticed that he had a WWII hat with a unit insignia.
Many of this WWII generation have a very different outlook and temperment on life. Some would say stubborn, I say independent until the end. I miss the perspective this generation has bestowed on the younger generations.
I can only hope that the generation in power now will age as gracefully and bestow the same wisdom our elders have .
As I continue to age one of the things I miss from time to time is the mark left by the WWII generation. These folks would be of my parents generation and they are leaving this earth at great speed.
A few weeks ago I was doing some sign work at a client's business and could not help but notice an older gentleman walking with the aid of a "rolling cart" type walker. I finished my job in a few hours and upon leaving the business noticed the same gentleman going in the opposite direction but resting on his walker. As I passed him in my work truck it was obvious that he was "Pooped Out". In turning around and greeting him, my first thoughts were that he may need medical attention. It was very warm out and this gentleman looked to be about eighty.
When I came upon him asking if he needed some water or a lift, he replied so gently and somber that he was almost to his destination but thanks for the thought.
Like many older folks once they have your attention there is always time for a story. His story was straight forward in that up until a couple months back he had enjoyed very good health, but now his legs just seemed a bit stubborn. I replied that I understood, offered help again, only to be assured he was fine.
As I drove away I noticed that he had a WWII hat with a unit insignia.
Many of this WWII generation have a very different outlook and temperment on life. Some would say stubborn, I say independent until the end. I miss the perspective this generation has bestowed on the younger generations.
I can only hope that the generation in power now will age as gracefully and bestow the same wisdom our elders have .