I Never Want To Get Old...

Yesterday as I was driving home from work, I saw an old man in his late 80's walking in the middle, turning lane with a grocery cart; wide eyed and looking terrified. Not sure what he was doing or what was going on, I pulled into the turning lane and got out to see if he was okay. I asked him his name and what he was doing.. No response. He knew what I was saying but couldn't speak. He just continued to stare at me with his terrified, wide eyes. I asked him to get his wallet out so that I could see where he lived and what his name was. With shaky hand he reached into his pocket and took it out, hesitantly handing it to me. I found out where he lived and helped him into my car, all the while he is still shaking uncontrollably and freaked out from all of the cars speeding by around him.  I packed up his cart into my car and drove to the address that was on his license, praying that's where he was currently living. We got to his home and I walked him up his front steps and knocked on the front door. The door swung open and this little old women burst into tears when she saw him. She looked at me and said, "I've been looking for him for hours". Poor old man. Poor old women..... I never want to get old. EVER. So sad.