I owned a convenience store once, and I special ordered 50 lb bags of dog food for a 95 year old Mr. Rupert Spencer. Mr. Spencer had came by to pick up his order, and I asked "Mr. Spencer, would you like me to take this to your car?"
"Didn't bring the car" he said as he slung the 50 lb bag over his shoulder and bolted out the door. His walk to his house was about a half a mile.
Along with my Grandfather, these men would walk over the mountain to go to work for a logging company...
Tough old birds...
