The New, Old Age

I am truly sorry that most of our mothers and fathers missed the digital age. I was sitting in the lobby of Chateau de Malmaison, (Rueil-Malmaison, France) the former residence of Josephine de Beauharnais and Napoleon Bonaparte, when a older couple entered with an elderly woman in a wheel chair. I’m assuming she was the mother of either the man, or the woman. It was difficult to tell.

The couple parked the woman, who looked like she was in her ’90s, near me to wait for them while they toured the mansion. They weren’t gone 10 seconds, when all of a sudden, she uncovered an iPad from under her sweater. She opened a program, and became engrossed in some sort of word game.

She didn’t lift her head from the iPad for 45 minutes. When the couple came back, she closed the program, folded the iPad and placed it back under her sweater. The couple then wheeled her out to the garden, and that was the last I saw of them.

I was absolutely thrilled to witness a person in their ’90s so involved with an iPad. Instead of falling asleep in her wheel chair, while waiting for her children, this woman was leading an independent life and stimulating her mind.

I wish I could have seen my own parents using an iPad and experiencing endless hours of playing games, watching movies, reading and writing. They would have enjoyed themselves immensely. It’s scary to think that they died before the iPad was born. The world has changed so much since then.

If the hat fits…….

This was posted on Facebook last week.

Here is the reaction.

3 thoughts on “The New, Old Age

  1. I agree would have loved to see Richien’s father Sol who was a lawyer and so smart and inquisitive able to access on line. I know he would have loved and benefitted from it soooooo much. Loveef that man.

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