And the best part? It's TRUE.

The video's just over 2 and a half minutes long.....you won't be sorry if you watch it.

He was 65 when one of his children was born, and that child was 75 when his son, who is still living, was born.

It is amazing to have grandchildren of someone born in 1790 still living.

As perspective, I'm 61. My grandfather and grandmother on one side were born in 1899 and 1909. But they married young; Grandma was only 17. My grandparents on the other side would've been a little bit older, but not much.

I always wish grandpa, my mom's dad, hadn't died when I was still a kid. I'd have loved to have heard his stories. He was a cowboy on the Chisolm trail, and he and my grandma lost their farm during the Depression. (Mom can remember the Dustbowl). Grandpa's parents were pioneers who traveled via covered wagon, and his mother was part Cherokee. My Grandma can remember her grandfather coming to visit; he was a Civil War veteran and had an elderly paid servant who had once been a slave for someone else.

All of my great-grandparents died before I was born. My great-grandparents on Dad's side died in the Holocaust. My grandma worked in a garment factory when she first came here. Grandpa ran a scrap metal yard in Detroit. His brother was only survivor when his village in Europe was burned; a soldier found him (he was 11) and hid him in a haywagon, then told him to stow away on a ship and come to America, which he did.

Talk to your parents and grandparents -- you will be amazed at some of the stories they can tell.

I am 74 and now in the older generation! Omigod!

We have undated photos and letters, and no information on them at all. Some of this stuff I didn't see till both my parents were gone. I have no idea why they didn't want to talk about their history, but they didn't.

So we proceed along as best we can. I think my children are more aware of our lives than I was of my parents'.

They were like a library that never opened.

My uncle, who was gassed in WWII, was like that. He'd never talk about his war experiences.

i had a friend whose parents never talked about their past or any family. My friend thought they had no living relatives. After they died, a relative tracked them down and they learned there was a very large family; the couple had eloped because her parents didn't approve of him. So after losing her parents, my friend gained a whole new family.

It was post WW ll and our German relatives were hoping to get money and clothes from us. At first we helped, but we weren’t rich. We had to cut them off. The decision was made by our matriarch. I called her, “granny.”

He was President before Lincoln. Crazy!

The first US president d. 1799 and Tyler surely remembered him.

My mother's grandparents were born during the Civil War, and lived through the Second World War, until the late 1940s. My older sibling met them as a toddler but I wasn't so lucky.

Mom also told us that as a young girl she saw the old Civil War veterans gathered for events in Philly and Richmond.

Closest I can come to this kind of a connection to the past was when I went to my step great-grandmother's 101st birthday in 2009. Her father was quite old when she was born, and had been in the US Civil War.

He was a staunch advocate of slavery, a major profiteer from the practice, and basically believed he should be dictator.

Tyler vetoed the creation of a National Bank, probably in exchange for a fat bribe from private bankers - thus helping create the cartelized megabank problem we have today.

He also legalized ad hoc (gunpoint) land seizures in the West, often from native peoples. This touched off a wave of not only Native American massacres (already a problem when he took office); but also helped foster the Mad Max-style lawlessness that would typify the Old West for decades to come.

Years later, when the Civil war broke out, he became a Confederate congressman. He died in 1862, as a traitor to his country.

These days, of course, he'd definitely be a Trumpkin.

Must be fascinating to have such a historical lineage.

Past my great-great grandparents, I myself have no idea who my forbears were. They were from Northern Italy, Poland, Spain, and France - that's all I know.

My father was a right winger. He passed before Cheetoh came along, but if he hadn't he would have owned a MAGA hat, probably several. He was a racist, misogynist, religious hypocrite who could never admit he was wrong about anything.

My three brothers and I are all liberal Democrats. They all found it in their hearts to forgive my dad, but I still struggle with it. (He died four years ago.) I just thank heavens we were all smart enough to see his hypocrisy, and not follow in his footsteps.

I'm sorry about your father. Lots of memories no doubt.

My grandparents were also somewhat right-wing. Actually, my paternal grandparents were (my maternal grandparents were pretty middle-of-the-road).

My paternal grandfather, God rest him, was a failed businessman who never lived up to his own father's expectations (great-grandfather died wealthy) and instead tried making up for it by ingratiating himself with Chamber of Commerce types (all rabid right-wingers). He smoked himself to death, poor man.

He made my grandmother very miserable. She never really recovered emotionally - even 20 years after he died. She's gone as well (all my grandparents are now, I'm sorry to say).

A common tale, I'm sure.

Above all, All the Best to you and yours. We can only look forward.

about some old friend he named Tipped-the-Canoe.....I guess after a camping trip or something...

interview of the two brothers who said when asked about new Pres. Obama, 'he's a very intelligent, elegant president.' I can't find the video on YT.

My great grandmother was born in 1838, when Abraham Lincoln was 29.

My grandfather, her son was born in 1877.

My father was born when my grandfather was 45+. (There was a gap of 19+ years between Dad and his elder sister.)

I was born when my father was 34.

No second wives, etc. Just late births.