All of my great-grandparents were deceased before I was born, but one of my grandparents was over 70 when I was born and he was wonderful fun when I was a young child. Overall, I viewed older people with respect, didn't begin to find them very relatable until I was well into adulthood, even approaching middle-age. The older I get, the more I've realize that making assumptions about people based on their age is foolish and robs us of opportunities to learn from people both much older and much younger than ourselves.
How have you two lost your life together?
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