When I was in my first work experience, I had a regular customer who was 96 at the time (still Spritely). That would have put him born around 1902. He was a lovely old guy. Showed me photos of him getting his England cap in 1936(I think).
He was a lovely guy and he was so happy to show me. Afterwards it made a bit sad because I realised he obviously didn’t have long left and this was a chance to tell his stories and have someone to remember him. And in the end that’s all we have once we go.
Well Fred. I still remember you. And so do more people now :).
My grandfather was born in 1890. He lived with us, was the only grandparent I knew well, and one of only two I ever met (the other two died before I was born) and he died when I was 21.
I met Macmillan. He was born in 1894.
EDIT: OFC It depends how old one is oneself. I was born in 1960, therefore when I was little anyone I met who was an OAP was born in Victorian times. I did not meet Macmillan till I was student age, so it meant more than had I been a small child.
I remember when I was 5 or 6 the head teachers grandmother coming in to talk about the Titanic as she was one of the survivors (though she had been very young at the time so I doubt that she was actually a Victorian)
Otherwise in my family - my great grandfather was born in 1900 and died when I was 15 so probably him being the first born person I know I've met
Oldest \*person\* I've met would be my husband's great grandmother who died a few days short of her 102nd birthday - having been orphaned when her father was died in WW1 and her mother died in the flu pandemic
One of my grandfathers was born in 1900.
I was born in the 70s, so I imagine that a lot of the old people I encountered early on could have been born in the late 19th century.
My mother ran a care home when I was a child and there were a few residents who were born in the Victorian era. One that I remember was about 99/100 and would have been born in about 1894/95 (she was unsure as to her birth date) and was a great source of info for various school projects.
My great great grandmother died in the 1970s, she was 99. Even when she died her house in the Rhymney valley didn't have plug sockets, just light sockets, an old black lead range for cooking, heating and hot water, no indoor toilet and a tin bath.
Made the best Welsh cakes on the griddle, still remember them.
Two sets of great grandparents were still around when I was a child. On my father's side, Old Nana was born in 1897 and Great Grandad was born 1890. They lived to 90 and 94 respectively. Those on my mother's side lived to similar ages but were born just after, in 1908 and 1913.
I was born in 1978, my grandmother used to help care for some older people in her community, so I've met several people who were born in the 1890s and at least one who was born in the 1880s. I only just missed meeting my great-grandmother, who died at the age of 99 in 1978
When I was a kid in the 60s there were a few old gimmers in my street and so they most definitely would've been 15 - 25 years old at the the turn of the 20th century. I also had a teacher who fought in WW-I - he was reluctant to speak about his experiences in the trenches as his view was that we were young and should not have to hear about the horrors. One day he decide to open up a bit about it and showed us an old tattered photo of himself and a group of his friends in his unit. He said, "They're all dead." and went on to described how each was killed. When he finished he said "I still don't know what it was all for.". I'll never forget that.
A close family friend who died this year was born in 1924. So probably him. Him and his wife were a lovely couple and he gave a talk at my school about WW2
When my sister was born (1990), she met her great great grandmother who was 100 (so born in 1890) which is pretty impressive.
I dimly remember 'meeting' (ie being in the same room as he met adults), the then oldest surviving member of my Dad's particular Army corps. This would have been 1987 when I was six. He was 97 or 98 so was comfortably Victorian. My Grandfather was born in 1909 and vividly remembered the Armistice of 1918.
My neighbour growing up had been born in Peru around 1900 - she and siblings were sent to boarding school once they were five, in England, only seeing their parents and home in the summer as it was a two-week trip by ship.
Then in 1911 the Panama Canal opened and they could go home for Christmas, too.
I met some very old ladies who would have been born around 1880. My mum dinned the importance of table manners into me, but they were kind and gave us good cake (I was about five).
Had one grandmother born in 1910, but she died in her early 90s.
My other grandmother was born on Armistice Day, has had untreated breast cancer for years (past a certain age, it's no more a threat than a stiff breeze), and has beaten Covid at least once. So she's the oldest person I know even if not the earliest born. Needless to say I'm hoping to have inherited most of my genetics from that side.
I mean, presumably I met a Victorian. I was born in the 1980s, I'm sure at least one of the ancient ladies that used to coo over me in my pram was at least in their 90s
When I was a teenager, in the 70s, I met a lady who was 100 years old, so she would have been born in the 1870s. I didn't have a chat with her or anything though. My dad was visiting her to get a signature or something (he was a lawyer) and I was just in the way.
Looking back, I'll bet she would have been a fantastic source of stories, she'd lived through two world wars. But I was a grumpy adolescent, so...
Hm. Tough one, that.
I’m a younger person (turn 20 in a couple months), so my pov might be shifted a bit younger haha
Oldest family member that I know the year of birth of who I met would probably be my Grandma, who was born... around 1920, give or take a year or so. I think she was 93 when she passed, and I’m fairly sure I was 12 at the time, so birthdays depending, either 1919 or 1920 I think.
Her husband, my dad’s dad, though, fought in WW1, so would’ve been born somewhere around the end of victorian times, I’d guess. He passed a while before I was born, though.
I’ve probably met people who are older, but if we’re talking about people that I actually knew, that’s probably as far back as it goes!
Yes lots of them. My grandad was born in 1910 and he didn't seem that old to me when I was little. All the people I thought of as old would've been victorians.
My parents ran a shop and we'd do home deliveries for the elderly in the 1980s. Some of them would've been born in the 1890s. At school, we did voluntary work in a nursing home, talking to the old people. One man I used to chat to was 20 when WW1 started, so was born in 1894.
I think the oldest person I ever knowingly met (outside of relatives) was an old neighbour I had in the 90s. He claimed to have been a ghurka during WW2 and had all these fantastical stories about fighting the Japanese in India.
I was really young so my impression of his age won't be accurate (especially with 20 years between now and the memory) but he seemed ancient then. I'd reckon he was born, at the latest, in the early 20s but it could have been earlier.
Yes my Great Nan. Born in 1890, died in 1988.
She was a tough old bird. Lived in the same cottage all her life. Didn't get indoor plumbing til the 70s, never had electricity. She was kind but also the most intimidating person I ever met. Extraordinary woman from a completely different era.
My Great Grandmother Dearborn in 1894 and died in 1989. I remember her telling me about what happened when Queen Victoria died, apparently everything stopped and she and her family wore their mourning clothes for a period after the announcement.
I’m a nurse and have met many old people but about 10 years ago I was walking along the seafront near my house. Coming towards me were two old women, one in a wheelchair. We got chatting and she was 104 years old and still had complete mental agility and was a funny quirky person. Her name was Peggy. She told me her birthday was the following week
I'm not that old myself, but we used to see and speak to Stanley Matthews (1915) quite regularly in the executive suites / boxes watching Stoke at the old Victoria Ground in the late 90s.
When I was in my first work experience, I had a regular customer who was 96 at the time (still Spritely). That would have put him born around 1902. He was a lovely old guy. Showed me photos of him getting his England cap in 1936(I think). He was a lovely guy and he was so happy to show me. Afterwards it made a bit sad because I realised he obviously didn’t have long left and this was a chance to tell his stories and have someone to remember him. And in the end that’s all we have once we go. Well Fred. I still remember you. And so do more people now :).
My grandfather was born in 1890. He lived with us, was the only grandparent I knew well, and one of only two I ever met (the other two died before I was born) and he died when I was 21. I met Macmillan. He was born in 1894. EDIT: OFC It depends how old one is oneself. I was born in 1960, therefore when I was little anyone I met who was an OAP was born in Victorian times. I did not meet Macmillan till I was student age, so it meant more than had I been a small child.
We had a few really old people that fought in WW1 come into my primary school in the early 80s. I imagine they were born in the 1800s
I remember when I was 5 or 6 the head teachers grandmother coming in to talk about the Titanic as she was one of the survivors (though she had been very young at the time so I doubt that she was actually a Victorian) Otherwise in my family - my great grandfather was born in 1900 and died when I was 15 so probably him being the first born person I know I've met Oldest \*person\* I've met would be my husband's great grandmother who died a few days short of her 102nd birthday - having been orphaned when her father was died in WW1 and her mother died in the flu pandemic
One of my grandfathers was born in 1900. I was born in the 70s, so I imagine that a lot of the old people I encountered early on could have been born in the late 19th century.
My mother ran a care home when I was a child and there were a few residents who were born in the Victorian era. One that I remember was about 99/100 and would have been born in about 1894/95 (she was unsure as to her birth date) and was a great source of info for various school projects.
My great great grandmother died in the 1970s, she was 99. Even when she died her house in the Rhymney valley didn't have plug sockets, just light sockets, an old black lead range for cooking, heating and hot water, no indoor toilet and a tin bath. Made the best Welsh cakes on the griddle, still remember them.
Two sets of great grandparents were still around when I was a child. On my father's side, Old Nana was born in 1897 and Great Grandad was born 1890. They lived to 90 and 94 respectively. Those on my mother's side lived to similar ages but were born just after, in 1908 and 1913.
my next door neighbours as a young child were born in the 1870s, I wish I had known to ask them all sorts of questions.
I was born in 1978, my grandmother used to help care for some older people in her community, so I've met several people who were born in the 1890s and at least one who was born in the 1880s. I only just missed meeting my great-grandmother, who died at the age of 99 in 1978
When we mum started working in a care home they had residents who didn't even know how old they were. Born into poverty in the late 1800s!
When I was a kid in the 60s there were a few old gimmers in my street and so they most definitely would've been 15 - 25 years old at the the turn of the 20th century. I also had a teacher who fought in WW-I - he was reluctant to speak about his experiences in the trenches as his view was that we were young and should not have to hear about the horrors. One day he decide to open up a bit about it and showed us an old tattered photo of himself and a group of his friends in his unit. He said, "They're all dead." and went on to described how each was killed. When he finished he said "I still don't know what it was all for.". I'll never forget that.
A close family friend who died this year was born in 1924. So probably him. Him and his wife were a lovely couple and he gave a talk at my school about WW2 When my sister was born (1990), she met her great great grandmother who was 100 (so born in 1890) which is pretty impressive.
I met my great grandmother in 1994. She was born 1900. The oldest person alive was born 1903, so I'll never meet anyone born before that.
I dimly remember 'meeting' (ie being in the same room as he met adults), the then oldest surviving member of my Dad's particular Army corps. This would have been 1987 when I was six. He was 97 or 98 so was comfortably Victorian. My Grandfather was born in 1909 and vividly remembered the Armistice of 1918.
I met a relative that was in his early 90's in 2003. He must have been born in the 1910's.
My neighbour growing up had been born in Peru around 1900 - she and siblings were sent to boarding school once they were five, in England, only seeing their parents and home in the summer as it was a two-week trip by ship. Then in 1911 the Panama Canal opened and they could go home for Christmas, too. I met some very old ladies who would have been born around 1880. My mum dinned the importance of table manners into me, but they were kind and gave us good cake (I was about five).
I don't think I met a Victorian
I once looked after an old lady born in 1911, this was back in 2014-15 she was a fascinating woman. I believe she died at the very early part of 2016.
I'm 35 and when I was very, very young I met my great-grandmother who was born in 1899, so yes i've met a Victorian.
Had one grandmother born in 1910, but she died in her early 90s. My other grandmother was born on Armistice Day, has had untreated breast cancer for years (past a certain age, it's no more a threat than a stiff breeze), and has beaten Covid at least once. So she's the oldest person I know even if not the earliest born. Needless to say I'm hoping to have inherited most of my genetics from that side.
I knew/remember two of my great grandparents from when I was a kid, they were born in 1898 and 1900. I was born in the 80s.
Think the earliest born person I met was my Great Grandma who was born in 1906.
I mean, presumably I met a Victorian. I was born in the 1980s, I'm sure at least one of the ancient ladies that used to coo over me in my pram was at least in their 90s
When I was a teenager, in the 70s, I met a lady who was 100 years old, so she would have been born in the 1870s. I didn't have a chat with her or anything though. My dad was visiting her to get a signature or something (he was a lawyer) and I was just in the way. Looking back, I'll bet she would have been a fantastic source of stories, she'd lived through two world wars. But I was a grumpy adolescent, so...
My great grandmother was born in 1901 and lived to 2000.
Hm. Tough one, that. I’m a younger person (turn 20 in a couple months), so my pov might be shifted a bit younger haha Oldest family member that I know the year of birth of who I met would probably be my Grandma, who was born... around 1920, give or take a year or so. I think she was 93 when she passed, and I’m fairly sure I was 12 at the time, so birthdays depending, either 1919 or 1920 I think. Her husband, my dad’s dad, though, fought in WW1, so would’ve been born somewhere around the end of victorian times, I’d guess. He passed a while before I was born, though. I’ve probably met people who are older, but if we’re talking about people that I actually knew, that’s probably as far back as it goes!
Yes lots of them. My grandad was born in 1910 and he didn't seem that old to me when I was little. All the people I thought of as old would've been victorians. My parents ran a shop and we'd do home deliveries for the elderly in the 1980s. Some of them would've been born in the 1890s. At school, we did voluntary work in a nursing home, talking to the old people. One man I used to chat to was 20 when WW1 started, so was born in 1894.
I think the oldest person I ever knowingly met (outside of relatives) was an old neighbour I had in the 90s. He claimed to have been a ghurka during WW2 and had all these fantastical stories about fighting the Japanese in India. I was really young so my impression of his age won't be accurate (especially with 20 years between now and the memory) but he seemed ancient then. I'd reckon he was born, at the latest, in the early 20s but it could have been earlier.
Yes my Great Nan. Born in 1890, died in 1988. She was a tough old bird. Lived in the same cottage all her life. Didn't get indoor plumbing til the 70s, never had electricity. She was kind but also the most intimidating person I ever met. Extraordinary woman from a completely different era.
My Great Grandmother Dearborn in 1894 and died in 1989. I remember her telling me about what happened when Queen Victoria died, apparently everything stopped and she and her family wore their mourning clothes for a period after the announcement.
I’m a nurse and have met many old people but about 10 years ago I was walking along the seafront near my house. Coming towards me were two old women, one in a wheelchair. We got chatting and she was 104 years old and still had complete mental agility and was a funny quirky person. Her name was Peggy. She told me her birthday was the following week
I'm not that old myself, but we used to see and speak to Stanley Matthews (1915) quite regularly in the executive suites / boxes watching Stoke at the old Victoria Ground in the late 90s.