One of our lifelong friends wives father was a flight engineer on a B-29 (sitting back-to-back with the pilot).
He was a working man from day one to day last.
The day before his 70th birthday he was up on the barn roof changing the lightning rods. One of his neighbors asked what a man of his age was doing up on a barn roof (severely sloped and all)?
He replied. "I'm turning 70 tomorrow, and this place is no place for a 70 year old man."
I miss him. He had all girls, and was literally starved for male companionship.
(not to mention he worked me like a "Dog", whenever I showed up !)

I could lift him with one arm.

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