True story. My great-niece, 15 years old, came for a visit. During the visit we attended a noon-time concert then went out for BBQ. These are ages of the people at the lunch: 15, 72, 82, 77, 86.

The person who got along best with my niece was the 86-year-old. As a mother, grandmother, great-grandmother and piano teacher, she was gracious, comfortable and experienced at talking to young people. Soon everybody was involved in the flow, and our table was the happiest table in the place.

Somebody write a song about old people being happy and valuable.