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Grandfather
 

Grandfather lived to 102 and Grandmother 94. He was born in 1868 and passed away in 1970. Owned a farm and was a Sheriff in 1900. Never sick and thought we worried too much. Was the kindest and most gentle person I ever knew. He was French and Grandmother English/Dutch. Just great persons. Never drank and did smoke a pipe with cigar clipping he ordered from a cigar store. We were all blessed to know them and have them as Grandparents. :pepper2:

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My Russian great grandmother, great uncle, and grandmother all lived to about 90, give or take a year. Ironic that the next generation, that is, my parents' generation, living on this side of the Atlantic, didn't come close to 90—not one of them!

And the generation after that (mine), we've already lost two: One we can't really count, as she (age 51) was killed along with her husband and two other people in an auto accident, the husband being a lunatic of a driver; however, the other died (age 55) of a form of cancer that was presumed to be environmental.

Though not able to be substantiated statistically, it appears—at least in my family—that decades ago one was healthier (as measured by greater longevity) living in Russia than here....

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