He was a terrible driver. Even worse when his wife was in the car with him!
He was a WW1 vet. Lived to 103.
When he was about to turn 100, I asked him how it felt, and he said, “It’s not 100 I’m worried about. It’s 101. That’s when my drivers license expires.”
(And got it renewed when a friend pulled some strings for him! Eventually his wife had his nephew come and take the car away, without telling him, and he kept looking for the car in the parking lot of the retirement community. He knew he parked it somewhere!)
You know, that was funny and sad.
What a great old dude.
Time takes it’s toll. They probably should have taken the vehicle sooner.
At any rate, great story and colorful guy.