The man who keeps walking

The man who keeps walking

The last month he turned 90 years. I couldn’t go to his birthday party, and I haven’t seen him either in a long time. But I know he is ok right now (he always is).Actually, he bought a new car as an own present, and is thinking about traveling around the country (he is a nice driver also). I am talking about my grandfather. He is ninety, and he is strong, lucid andvigorous. Those are some reasons, why I would like to be like him, if I turned that age.
He was born in small town 90 years ago. He lost his father when he was really young, and in consequence hehad to work since he was a child. When he was 20 years old, he was hired as an assistant in a pharmacy. At the same time, he started studying to be a professional in this area. He made it.
One of myfirst memories about him is he giving me some vitamins “in order to grown up healthy”, when I used to visit his own pharmacy. It was an old building in the south of the city, plenty of medicines jarsand patients. I remember him looking into the eyes of patients, asking a thousand of questions for the purpose of find the medical solution. And I specially remember and occasion when he gavemedicines for free to a poor guy.
Then he turned 80 years and sold the pharmacy. In the last 10 years, he has been working in another personal business. He founded a sales company with some of his sons. Andthis is the stage that I really admire about him
He drives 30 minutes every day (in a highway) to get to his work. He eats every kind of food (he loves junk food), he drinks when the occasionsdemands, he called his friends everyday to discuss about politics (with really good arguments), and he worries daily about his wife, sons, grandsons and all his family. Everything and he have a nicehealth.
Another admirable point is how he cares about relationships. He always says : “Is nice to be important. But even more important is being nice”. And he practices his thoughts. In his last party...