He'll be turning 95 on the 24th of this month. My wife and I talked with him on the phone last night and asked how his day was, what he'd been doing, etc. Well, he'd taken himself out for breakfast at his favorite restaurant and when he got home he got out his ladder, leaned it up in his plum tree, and proceeded to pick plums. It's a pretty big tree and he said he got clear up into the top for the last of the plums. The rest of the afternoon he spent taking bags of plums to all his neighbors and visiting with all of them.
Part of me is worried sick he's gonna fall and break something but part of me is proud as hell that he's still up and going.
How would you folks handle this?