Hi,
We're a couple of days away from what would be my grandfather's 132nd birthday. Born, 1888 on a farm in MO an hour or so from KC, died, 1972, in San Diego which he'd fallen in love with when they discharged him from the Navy at North Island, at the end of WWI. I always felt he was the luckiest person I knew, having started out before everyone had electricity and ending up having seen man's first powered flight, which turned into a whole new form of warfare not many years later, the incredible changes from WW1 to WWII in so much of our lives, like air travel for "regular" folks, the post WWII explosion of the "middle class" where we all started living like kings compared to most of the world, and was still here to see a man walk on the moon. Maybe most visible was the invention of, and the changes in, the automobile from the turn of the 19th century until his death. What a fantastic ride he had on this rock!
Rick C