I didn't post it yesterday, but yesterday was the 32nd anniversary of my great uncle's death. Amos E. Parrott (1895-1990). He was more a grandfather to me. In ways, a stand in when my dad was gone. He filled me with stories of the past. He was 71 when I was born and lived to be 95. He wasn't that interested in history as a subject, but he loved reminiscing and that was history for me. It's how I heard first hand stories about people who would be 200 years old now.