Sometimes, just sometimes, old people say something worth listening to. Ok, so it's like picking the needle out of a whole haystack of mis-remembered war stories, but those gems should be celebrated.
Tell us something worthwhile an old-type person has told you.
Note, we're leaving the definition of old up to you, you smooth-skinned youngsters.
(, Thu 19 Jun 2008, 16:16)
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I was seven. My father rarely had much to say about anything. But one weekend morning, he had work to do and took over my bedroom with a four-foot long ledger and a 50-pound Freiden calculator.
I stared at the sight from the hallway, when he said just about the only thing he ever said to me: "Someday you'll be working too, and you'll find out that they'll only pay you enough to clothe and feed yourself and get back to work the next day."
(, Tue 24 Jun 2008, 19:50, 1 reply)
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