The Last of the Mohicans

I was in the doctor's office and there was a 90-something-year-old man in the waiting room. He reminded me of my dad - soft spoken, but friendly - talking to another fellow about tractors, I think. But it was the manner in which he spoke that made me very nostalgic for my childhood when the adults around me were rather genteel in their manner. I loved their stories. I recall my dad on his 83rd birthday saying, "Eighty years ago we were moving from Kansas in a covered wagon." Both my parents would comment on how much things had changed in my lifetime, and I thought my lifetime!? My dad would have be 101 this month if he were still alive. He died in 1999.