I like your interpretation and the overall twist of the subject because of it. I saw this old man through the lens of our societal culture in a post communism era in an Eastern European country where unfortunately this is what happens with the majority of the elderly.
Your response is not only different mentally but also culturally which makes it even more interesting to ponder about.
It is a challenge to see a frail creature and to think that it can still withhold some form of power, isn't it? Now I think of all the examples that you have given and they all have a common theme: inner strenght. As in following a passion out of pure joy without needing it to produce something of palpable value in the world.
When you see an elderly person walking slowly in your country, what is your first thought?
I am probably not the type of person that has a typical approach to seeing an individual. I want to celebrate the achievements of those who have come before, as they may have built the very ground I walk upon. Not to the extent of reverence, but rather, a comfortable respect.
Stories have value, and those that have lived on the planet longer than I have plenty of those to tell us. Stories are where the value of humanity lies, beyond the machinery of capitalism, infrastructure, taxes, governments, and other stuff that everyday "makes the world go around."
I am much more interested in asking that person for some of their time, and knowing about their story. It enriches their day, and I might just learn something, too :)
Stories are powerful and yes they require questions and someone willing to answer honestly to them. Although how much words can actually transmit? I think that sometimes there is a lot said between the lines or behind what someone is not willing to share, even in old age.
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Oh interesting!