One memory

Here's a memory that I just thought of, and I don't want to forget. My cousin Matt told us all this today, and he's got Grandpa's storytelling gift so I hope my memory can recall what he said verbatim:

"We were talking at Christmas one year, at Carol's house, and Grandpa says to me, 'You know, Matt, getting old is really tough.' 'Yeah, I'll bet, Grandpa.' 'Cause up here, I'm still 18, but I've got the body of a 92-year-old.' And then he says, 'and what happened to my hips?!? I wear suspenders, you know, and I know I've got highwater pants, but I just can't find my hips anymore!!'"

Okay, rats, it's not as funny once I write it down. But it was a nice memory, one of many.