Prettier than a penny in 1929

The other day at work I was chillin' with my Alzheimer's buddy at his house. I work with a home-health agency, so I work out of people's homes. It's great, and while I was at my buddy's house he decided to flip on the tv. So we sat, and we watched, for quite a while. We were halfway through our second episode of Grey's Anatomy (I flip through the channels until he sees an actor that he thinks he used to be best friends with, this time it was that blonde girl from Grey's Anatomy) when he shot out of his chair, grabbed his walker, and bolted right towards me. Now, I use the term "bolted" loosely, but when you work with old people all the time, the slowest of things seem to really speed up. I jumped up with a "what's up?" and walked toward him, to help him to his destination. I mean, this happens a lot with older people, especially with alzheimer's/dementia. They'll do really random things for really random reasons.
As I approached him, I put my hands on the front of his walker to keep it from sliding, and my elderly friend growled at me. Growled. At me. I wasn't sure how to feel, I mean, just moments ago we had shared tender comments about his grandchildren,

(His first grandDaughter, Katherine Heigl)

And now we had reverted to monosyllabic expressions of anger and hatred. After asking him what was wrong, he started listing every curse word he could think of, until I let go of the walker. As soon as I let go however, he ceased, and continued to shuffle forward. Not learning my lesson the first time, I gently grabbed ahold of the walker again. Rather than cuss at me again, he just let go of the walker, and turned around to try and make a run for it.



(His second grandDaughter, Sandra Oh)

I tossed the walker aside and hurried up behind him, placing my hand on his arm to help him stabilize, when he hollered and fell onto the couch we were walking past. Now, by this time, I was rather frazzled, what with him trying to run away and shouting and all that. But as he sat on the couch and looked up at me, he raised an eyebrow and said, "what have you got yourself all worked up about? Mrs. given you trouble?"

"No...You just startled me, that's all."

He looked offended. "Well I just wanted to sit by yah," He huffed, and resumed watching Grey's Anatomy, while I sat next to him, still processing the turn of events. A minute or two went by and we both seemed to calm down...until a kissing scene with one of his grandkids popped up.
"What are you doing boy, lookin at my granddaughter like that? Change the Channel!"
"Sorry sir."
Click
" Woah!! Change it back, would you part an old man from his prosperity?"
"Sorry Sir."
He took of his glasses and polished them, looking back at Katherine Heigl.
"Well isn't she just prettier than a penny in 1929? Wouldn't mind callin' on her on a warm evening."

"But Sir, isn't that your GrandDaughter?"
"Nah, we're just good friends, met her at school."

You have to love Wednesdays :)