I was sitting on a bench, wait for the bus and contemplating my eightieth birthday,
when a young man sat down beside me and after a few minutes, said,
“Sir, if you don’t mind me asking, how old are you?”
I hesitated for a few minutes and then said, “Well son,
I was here in 1933 when the Nazis came to power in Germany.
I was here when Lindbergh baby was kidnapped and killed.
I was here when gasoline was fifteen cents a gallon.
I was here when the Hindenburg Airship crashed and burned.
I was here when Earhart’s plane disappeared.
I was here when “Gone With the wind and Wizard of OZ” premiered.
I was here when there were only Forty Eight states.
I was here when Pearl Harbor was attacked by the Japanese.
I was here when Hitler committed suicide.
I was here when President Roosevelt died.
I was here when the Atomic Bomb was dropped on Japan.
I was here when World War Two ended.
I was here when the “Spruce Goose” made its only flight.
I was here when the Berlin Wall was erected.
I was here when the first television set was sold.
I was here when the Korean War started.
I was here when the Russians lunched “Sputnik.”
I was here when the Korean War ended.
I was here when President Kennedy was assassinated.
I was here when the Vietnam War started.
I was here when Martin Luther King was assassinated.
I was here when Neil Armstrong walked on the moon.
I was here when they tore down the Berlin Wall.
I was here when the Vietnam War ended.
I was here when Pope John Paul-2 was shot.
I was here when the cell phone was invented.
I was here when the twin towers were hit by Terrorists.
I was here when the hurricane “Katrina” hit the Gulf Coast.
I was here when President Obama was elected twice.
I’m still here…and young man…
that’s how OLD I am!
