by Michael Hofferber. Copyright © 1997. All rights reserved.
Age had dimmed her vision, but Grayce Brintnall could still see herds of wild horses grazing on the hillsides. She was spending her days indoors, but her lungs still swelled with the fresh air of the open range. And while she hadn't been in a saddle for years, she could still feel the ride of a strong horse at full gallop.
A few days before her 100th birthday, I went to ask Grayce some fool questions. That's what happens to you when you get to be a centenarian."You aren't going to ask me those questions, are you?" (How did you live to be 100? What's your prescription for a long life? Did you think you'd live to be this old?)
"I was taught not to ask questions of people," said Grayce. "That was the law when I was a kid. You didn't ask people where they came from or why they came."
I asked my questions anyway, as people of the newspaper trade are wont to do.
Continued at... Folks
Michael Hofferber
Rural Delivery
Out of the Past
Artwork: Cow-girl, mounted on horse
