My father at 93

My father [Leonard Meyer] continues to be a phenomenon. Physically he is a heap of aches, pains and decrepitude, but mentally he is so sharp I sometimes quail at what he will come out with next. He still gets out of the house by 7 a.m. daily, (except Saturday, the only day he stays home all day) drives to his office and stays there till about noon. Then goes to the Jewish Center Health Club for whatever exercise he feels up to (5 minutes on the bicycle, 5 minutes on the treadmill, 10-15 minutes lifting weights) but mostly to shmooze with or listen to the other people. He hangs out there till about 4 in the afternoon. (I suspect he may nap there, too), then comes home, fixes his dinner and watches TV. He starts with the news, (Jim Lehrer), then goes to A&E Biography, then to an old movie. By 9 he’s fallen asleep in his recliner. At about 11 pm he wakes, goes to his bedroom and reads and naps thru the night.

A cleaning lady comes every Thursday, and his man, Matt, age 66, who was his auto mechanic for the meat packing plant, comes Wed., Thurs., and Fri., mornings. Those days they cut the grass (My Dad rides the mower, Matt whacks the edges), weed the tomato patch, make repairs around the house, go grocery shopping, and whatever errands need doing by car. His house is immaculate and in perfect condition. This spring he had the entire front of the house re-landscaped. Pulled out every old bush and had new ones planted, all watered by drip irrigation!