I agree
cigarrodog
and I contemplated posting this, but
Jack Black
story reminded me of my great grandmother. She was the youngest of seven children, born in a barn in Alabama, no birth certificate. So, while we had a good idea when to celebrate her birthday we could never be 100% certain. She was in school and completed 2nd grade, but was pulled before starting 3rd grade because she had to help out on the farm. She appreciated life unlike anyone I've ever known. Her goal was to live until 100 and boy did she ever get close. Honestly, was in great health and got around well until she passed. I'm sure her upbringing had a lot to do with that as well. She loved to tell stories of her youth; one involving an attempt to ride a milking cow they called Betsie... "Whoaaaa Betsie, Whoooaaaa!"

Because she dropped out of school and perhaps because of her surroundings, she was illiterate and unable to read or write. Yet, she took it upon herself to learn how to write my name in birthday cards and such; although some letters were backwards and she never quite spelled it right. I cherished every card nevertheless. I'd have to look around, but I still have some of the hand written cards she gave me before my grandmother started writing her cards for her. My great grandmother, who was short and stout and not exactly someone I'd consider athletic, had a favorite saying, "God built me low to the ground for speed!"

I never understood why she felt the need to bring that up so often
It was pretty impressive what they were able to get by on. One thing my great grandmother did seem to keep for a long time was a pressure cooker for canning food. I found it at my Dad's house when he sold it and found out she gave it to him when my parents were still married and it just stuck around. It's a National Pressure Cooker Co No7, which means it has to be from 1905-1939 as the company was founded in 1905 and sold (??) to Presto sometime in 1939. Right now, I use it as a big deep pot for water-bath canning the blackberries on our property into jam. And, I like to think she'd be proud it's still getting put to good use

I need to try to find parts for it so I can take advantage of the pressurized chamber for canning other less acidic things which require the pressure. Restoring old pressure cookers can always be iffy too though.
Anyway, picture of lamb with great grandma's pressure cooker for knife content