I don’t think I will ever turn 90. I can’t see it happening… but… I do know someone who is turning 90 this week. My Grandma B.
Santa wrapping paper.
They moved to Florida when I was in 4th grade I think. I could be totally wrong about that date… but anyways… They moved into this old folk’s community. I remember being there and wanting to go in their outdoor pool. Mind you I was about 10 and was coming from Wisconsin to Florida in the winter… of course I would go swimming in the outdoor pool! But Grandma said it was too cold to go swimming outside. Instead I rode a bike that was either theirs or a neighbor's all around their village. I didn’t have a clue where I was and was sure to watch where I turned so I was sure to make it back to their house. Especially since I knew them as Grandma and Grandpa… there were tons of Grandma and Grandpa’s in the community!
My Grandma moved back up to Wisconsin after a ton of hurricane’s hit Florida… she’s living in an old folk’s apartment complex and has the heat up to 90 degrees! I hope I’m exaggerating, but I’m not sure since I was pretty lightheaded while I was in there due to the heat!
When I visit next I’ll be sure to take her out for a “cold, cold beer”! A true Wisconsinite!