My great-grandfather was born in that year (1868), he held me in his arms when I was born. He was an old time cowboy in Southern Colorado, died in 1955 and is buried near the Santa Fe trail Cut off in NE New Mexico.
Hard to believe a man born when the Indians were still lifting scalps, the Santa Fe trail closed due to Indian raids, bison all over the plains, Texas cattle drives just started, and Custer was raiding the Washita hostiles, was alive and lived to see the B-52 Bomber go into service.
INdeed it is!
History just FLIES by!
I retired in ‘95 and the disk drive we had at work was as large as your washing machine and had 350 Mbytes storage.
That is amazing. Think of the history he witnessed and was a part of.