I remember my great-grandma who was around 90 at the time and who still owned a wooden ice box though it was no longer used as such, telling me when I was a child (I was like 8) how much the world had changed over the course of her life.

As an 8 year old, I struggled to imagine what she described–a life without cars, refrigerators, TV’s and the like.

Well, this story makes me feel somewhat the way I imagine she must have felt–in disbelief, regretful that this is the future that will inevitably affect every single aspect of society yet my own life (and hers) will be (were) affected momentarily due to my age and my ensuing longevity (and hers), and awe, all at the same time. How weird.

About Grandma

Elijah and Gabriel's grandma.
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