Yesterday, I was sitting in the doctor’s office for yet another appointment…(I am so good at going to the doctor, it’s ridiculous). One of my favorite things to do while patiently waiting is to “overhear” conversations, I know it’s rude, but I am a people person! Yesterday was one of my favorite visits, not procedurally speaking of course. When I got to the office I had realized that they did not actually schedule my appointment. It’s rough now that I have a 8-5 job to fit things in, and so after some begging and pleading they said if I waited 30 minutes they could see me. I sat down on the double wide couch and begin to read my book. The book I am reading is a great read and I thought it would keep my attention. Boy was I wrong, I had found someone who was much more interesting. I didn’t get his name, but the things he said, I will never forget. From what I over heard he was 92 (yes I had to do some math on my iPhone), he was there waiting for the only thing he said he was still living for, his wife. He had his grandson (I think) with him, and he just kept telling stories. They were not quiet ones, but loud and boisterous ones like good grandpas tell. Eventually he noticed I was listening, usually I hide it, but I was too intrigued. I found out that he too had graduated from Utah State University, he would have gone to school with my great grandmother Louise. After that he attend University of Idaho and settled in Boise teaching as an Economics professor at Boise State. It was fun to hear about how he wanted to own the family farm but had lost it to his younger brother. He told a story about the night he almost lost his wife during her first heart attack. He would look at the clock and say to his grandson “Damn, you’re still listening to me?” Honestly I couldn’t stop listening. I have always had a fondness senior citizens, many of my close friends are over 55, many find this odd, but what I want to tell those people are: You are missing out. My new found friend said something that bothered me yesterday. He was talking about what to do with his remains when he passed away. After his morbid talk of his afterlife, he said something that broke my heart. He said, “Once we hit 75, they should just take us and let us go if you know what I mean, no one needs us” He did clarify on methods, but I won’t go there. This was the second time I had heard this in one week from an elderly person. It made me sad. After he said this, I shouted from across the room, NO WE NEED YOU! That’s when I blew my cover and he realized he had an audience. He replied with, “What does a young girl like you know, and why would you care?” As I pondered that question, I realized there might be many senior citizens thinking that exact same thing. I have to tell you something important, we need you. Often we look past you, sometimes you can’t hear us, and sometimes you are grumpy, don’t worry I know tons of teenagers who fit that description! You are who passes down wisdom, our history, and have a pure love. You are at a point in your life where you have seen just about everything, there are some of us who want to hear about it and learn from you. If you are a senior citizen, know that even if you have become “more work” with your health it is an opportunity for the younger generation to do service and have the opportunity to learn from you. If you are widowed and lonely, know there are still people on this earth you can have an impression on. You are not useless, you are needed. I can’t express my gratitude to my senior couples, friends, and family who have taught me so much!