Advanced age does not come without its problems. For Bob, it
is restricted neck movement. If this were a normal situation, it would be a
major nuisance for Bob only because in order to see anything in his periphery,
his entire body needs to turn and face it. Of course, if you know anything by
this point, you know that this is not a normal situation. My brother Drew told
me that while eating with him at Chick-Fila, a 30-something-year-old catches
Bob’s eye at a nearby table (with her children). Since the occasional glance is
impossible, Bob ‘subtly’ turns his entire body in a position where he could
stare at her from about 8-10 feet away as long as he wanted and still eat his
sandwich. As expected, she notices along with a handful of other patrons.
Mortified, Drew urges him, “Stop staring.” Bob, without breaking his gaze, but
very audibly, “I’m not staring.” “I’m facing the side of your body, you are
staring!” “How old do you think she is?” “I’m leaving.”
Bob is my 80 year old grandfather, but I call him Bob instead of grandfather. Always have. I moved from my parent's house in January 2010 to Bob's house. Bob is eccentric, even as far as old men go. I always appreciated it, but I was never quite exposed to it this much. Now, I want everyone to know about my experiences. You may laugh, but I shake my head. All of these short stories are true. They are not fabricated or exaggerated. They are Bob at his finest. If 'finest' is the right word
