My uncle Charlie was in his seventies when he told this story about going fishing with his brother Harvey, who must have been in his eighties when this took place:

"Harvey was kind of unsteady, so I had to help him into the boat. Then I couldn't get in by myself, so he got out again and helped me in. Then I had to get out to help him in again. Then he helped me in again, and by that time we were so tired we just went home."