She said, "Hi
handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you
may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.
"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I
asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get
married, have a couple of children, and then retire and travel."
"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have
motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm
getting one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and
shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends.
Every day for the next three months we would leave class
together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time
machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and
she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she
reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was
living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our
football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and
stepped up to the podium.
As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her
three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she
leaned into the microphone and simply said "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave
up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my
speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know." As we laughed, she
cleared her throat and began:
"We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old
because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young,
being happy, and achieving success."
"You have to laugh and find humor every day."
"You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you
die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know
it!"
"There is a huge difference between growing older and
growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year
and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.
If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do
anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow
older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by
always finding the opportunity in change."
"Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for
what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear
death are those with regrets."
She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."
She challenged each of us to study the lyric and live them out in our
daily lives.
At the years end Rose finished the college degree she had
begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in
her sleep.
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in
tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late
to be all you can possibly be.