When my father-in-law was 90, my husband Rick brought him up to Buffalo to visit an "old girlfriend." They went to her little apartment, she served them coffee and cookies, and they reminisced for a while. After the little visit Leonard and his son stood in front of the elevator door. Lenny shook his head and said to his son, " She was old!" Age is relative in this life; you are truly as old as you perceive yourself to be.
I saw him at the library one day sitting at a round table alone, writing furiously in a little composition book with a black and white cover. "What are you writing?" I asked him. "My memoirs!" Leonard said as he looked up from the table. "Really, are you writing about me?" I asked. "I haven't gotten to you yet!" was his reply.
Leonard A. Danna died in 2006 at the young age of 96. I love you Leonard, and if Einstein is correct, you're still here with us!






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Jeannie..I loved your story!!