As a cub reporter, I interviewed a woman on her 100th birthday. She proved to be a sparkling, intelligent person who delighted in recalling events from her colorful yesteryears.
"I've lived from the early automobile age to the airplane age and loved every minute of it," she exclaimed, her blue eyes dancing and her face glowing.
When I had exhausted all my questions, she seemed reluctant to end the conversation, so I voiced one more inquiry. "Have you ever been bedridden?"
"Oh, honey," came the instant reply, "hundreds of times and twice in a hay-stack!