i was just in the presence of a 94 year old woman... she hugged me and kissed me on the forehead. there is something simply awe in spiring and humbling about being in the presence of one who has gone through nearly a full century of life and still smiles genuinely from the heart... she had not lived out all her years in peaceful tranquility, for she is black, and was sharing that she remembered a time when she could not enter a store because of her skin color.. oh the depths of life she's experienced... she entered the room looking all of about 70 years old, walking tall and strong, thinking and speaking clearly. she is one who didn't grow old -- she just got better.