While I was a kid at the KH, some of my most favorite people at the Kingdom Hall were the elderly. I loved sitting by them, loved talking to them, and loved them giving me candy during the meeting, and then giving dirty looks to those younger folks that dared send them a nasty stare for my chomping of the gum they gave me.
My favorite people at the Kingdom Hall, and to this day, have been elderly people. And while I am getting up there myself, I sure hope that the example that they set for me will resonate forever more. They were kind, loving, patient, and compassionate to me while my own life was chaotic, dysfunctional, and harsh. Whenever an elderly person would offer to my Mother for me to sit with them, my Mother said yes, and I was pampered, babied and loved. That, and I got to hear a lot of great stories about the "old days." I loved them then, and I love them now.
My favorite was an annointed sister from Colorado. She was 96 years old then. She had a huge ranch in Colorado, and the congregation was invited up there once a year for BBQ, softball, and fun. We had a great time. That was in the late 60's, early 70's. But the stories that that sister would tell me of the "old days" in that small mining town in colorado, before she was a Witness, would just thrill me. I loved her dearly.
Since then, I have still found that my fascination with the elderly has continued. I have a bunch of friends that are in their 70's and 80's in my small town that I meet for coffee every day and they tell me wonderful tales of what it used ot be like here in this small bend in the river, and I love it. Life is sweet, and for whatever it means... I can learn alot from them and appreciate every day that they take the time to spend with me...
CG