It was a typical hot and steamy July afternoon in Sunny Florida when my grandmother called me and the boys to join her and the two “older” women that she took care of in her home for lunch. Since I NEVER denied her anything, I agreed to come right over, but I wasn’t looking forward to the visit. It was hot, and her home was not air-conditioned.

Imagine my surprise when I pulled into the drive and there was my 79 year old grandmother, and her two housemates, 92 year old Estelle and 94 year old Mary, sitting out in the front yard in their patio chairs, in their petticoats and bras, sipping iced tea as the garden sprinkler showered them with cooling rain. It was positively hysterical.

Nanny immediately stripped the boys down to their underwear and the children and the old ladies had a ball dancing and playing in the homemade rain shower. I remember thinking at the time, “Lord, don’t ever let me get so senile that I behave like this.” Now… at 53, I have learned that senility had nothing to do with it. Those three old ladies were just “Living For The Moment.” And you know what? I hope that when I get old, (sometime next week) I have the Pluck and Chutzpah to abandon proper protocol and do the same thing.