Who is the oldest relative you have met?

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When I was 8, my great grand mother was going to be in town. My mom was all frazzled out. It was like the Pope/God/President was coming. I understood that she only spoke French. We were all scrubbed clean, and one by one each of her great grand children were put in front of her. She was all dress entirely in black and wore a black veil. She didn't say anything. So, I really never got to see her face. But for about a few minutes, I did get to see my great grand mother. Who is the oldest relative you have met?
 

My great great grandfather...he was 96 years old I was 10 years old... I haven't got a picture of him sadly... but he was upright, white haired, wore a black 3 piece suit and had a deaf aid , and every day he would walk from his home a few hundred yards to buy a tot of whisky at the pub and have a game of cards or something and walk back again..that was his exercise for the day... He had all his faculties, and lived with my great aunt, his daughter...

6 months after I got to know him, on the way for his daily exercise... he was run over by a bus which mounted the pavement and killed him
 
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If, by oldest, you mean far back in generations, I met both my great grandparents on my mom's side.
 

Well, I met my dad's uncle once. He was probably in his 80's at the time. Currently, my oldest LIVING relative is a first cousin who turned 100 last month. She is the daughter of my dad's much older sister. One of my uncles was not even born yet when SHE was born.
 
My wife's mother is living with us, she just turned 97!! 6 grandchildren,13 great grandchildren and 1 great grandchild..
 
My uncle Champ we called him was my mom's next brother up. I loved to see him at reunions, and I knew he was in the army during the war, but I didn't know until I was grown that he was in some major battles, such as the Battle of the Bulge. He was a true hero and lived to be 100, passing just 3 years ago.
 
My mother, 93. Super fit and healthy until pancreatic cancer took her swiftly with very little pain and lots of attention from 3 daughters and hospice.
 
I don't know who the oldest was for sure, but I know who seemed the oldest to me. When I was nine, we visited my Mother's aunt who she was named after. She probably wasn't any older than I am now, but she seemed ancient to me. She had a pump organ in the parlor that we played with and a big feather bed we got to sleep in. She drove an old chevy and never used second gear. She said it was a waste, and went right from low to third. Maybe she did it just for me, I don't know, but it cracked me up.

Don
 
Great story, Grampa Don, and a wonderful picture, AZ Jim. She looks like a strong, dignified woman, and I bet she had a story or two to tell!
 
My Great Aunt Maud, my father's aunt, was 99 when I met her for the first time, and a week later I attended her 100th birthday. I was 5 or 6 yrs old.

She was my grandmother's sister. She was very petite, had snow white hair with light blond streaks that she wore in a neat bun down low at the back of her head, just above her detachable crocheted collar. Making those ladies collars was her hobby. She wore a small, ornate brass horn on a silver chain around her neck. It had a green jewel dangling from it, and I thought it was a necklace, but it was her "hearing aid" that her son (my uncle) made for her. She spoke with an Irish brogue and her voice was shaky, as was her head...like Katherine Hepburn's when she was elderly.

She was pleasant and pretty, but she didn't talk to me. She didn't even look at me. Years later I was told she ignored me because my mother is Korean. Apparently, she ignored my mother and siblings, too, but I didn't notice that at the time; I was too focused on her hearing aid.
 
My Great Grandmother passed away when I was 18 and she was 101. We would visit her every weekend. My Parents Aunts and Uncles would play Bingo with her and sometimes they would let us kids play also. I have an Aunt who is 100 yrs old now and my Dad's Uncle passed away last year at 104 yrs old. Sadly my Mom was only 90 when she passed away in 2004 and my Dad was only 79yrs old when he passed in 1993.
 
My grandfather was from a different era. He referred to his wife as his "Woman". She was supposed to be 4 or 5 years younger than him. She had diabetes, and passed. Back then, they didn't have a handle on that disease as they do know. Nobody was really sure how old she was. At the last night of the wake (we're Catholic), they found her birth certificate. Turns out she was 8 years older than she said, and 3 years older than him. When he found out, he walked up to the casket and his wife of 60+ years and said, "You lied to me. Woman. You lied to me" .
I crack up every time, I think of that. He never recovered from his loss, and went a few months later. He was a character. He wouldn't steal from you, but a scam was okay.
 
I met my Great Aunt and I think she was around 90. My grandparents and parents didn't live as long as many others.
 

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