(Tiny old black lady tells me at the thrift store today.
I'm holding open the door for her. She's buttoning up a blouse at the exit. The saleslady is glaring.
The old lady has a beautiful set of teeth, a lanyard printed with "Jesus Loves You" around her neck... and 5 curly white whiskers on her chin)
"You need fresh air when you 92 like me. When you 92 like me, you need fresh air"
"You gotta be thankful for what you got and what you will get,"
"When you 92 you gots to be thankful for what you get."
me: "yes, maam. You're right."
I help her down the stair.
She walks on slowly to the Dollar General....totally shop lifting that blouse.