When he was 84 he cut down a tree in his front yard that my dad could not even put his arms around. Grandpa used a long handsaw. He dragged the trunk by himself from the front yard to the backyard. He cut it up and burned it in his little woodstove. He drank one shot of seagrams every day, smoked all his own meat and made his own kraut. He never ate anything out of a can. Thanks for being interested.
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