The oldest person I've ever met died last week. She was born in February 1915. She kept her faculties until the end, and I keep thinking about what she lived through, and what she remembered. What a life!

RIP Eva

@SophieMHistory wow; 1915! what a time to have lived through.
@bittersweet I know! I found her mentioned in her father's WW1 record and it blew my mind.
@SophieMHistory so interesting, the way that time (or maybe just history) can collapse a bit when you are with very old people.
@bittersweet The idea that history begins where living memory ends is very appealing to me, though wrong on many levels lol