The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know
someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my
shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up
her entire being.

She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"


I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.


"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to
meet a rich husband, get married, have a couple of children, and then retire and travel."


"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge
at her age.

"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.


After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became
instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk
nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and
experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and easily made friends wherever she
went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other
students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet and I'll never forget
what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver
her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.

Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said "I'm sorry I'm
so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in
order so let me just tell you what I know." As we laughed she cleared her throat and began:

"We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only
four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success.


"You have to laugh and find humor every day.

"You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people
walking around who are dead and don't even know it!"


"There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old
and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I
am eighty seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty eight.
Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always
finding the opportunity in change."


"Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we
did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."


She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose." She challenged each of us to
study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.


At the years end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week
after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended
her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that
"it's never too late to be all you can possibly be."