“I was serious, you know: you’d be a great tour guide, knowing all this stuff,” I said.
“When my grandfather was in his 90s, he told me — and it wasn’t a task or chore or anything — but he tried to learn something new every day. I thought that was so cool. He wanted to belly up to life and participate as much as he could.”
“I bet he’d be proud of you,” I said.
Dad looked pensive as he nodded. Suddenly his face brightened and he said, “See that big hill over there? Underneath all that dirt is where they keep a bunch of fuel tanks for ships.” I nodded and relaxed into the ride as I listened to both Dad and the other guide describe the dolphin-training area.