Jim Miller was sitting at Maurice Miller’s kitchen table eating bacon and drinking coffee. His great-great-great-granddaughter Rilee Bridges walked into the kitchen. ‘’There’s my beautiful granddaughter,’’ said Jim as Rilee poured a cup of coffee. ‘’I am your great-great-great granddaughter,’’ snapped Rilee. ‘’I am sorry, I didn’t mean to say it like that. I have just had a lot on mind lately,’’ said Rilee putting her arm around Jim after she realized how harsh she said it. ‘’I will tell you what is on my mind. I am just about out of beer and I am not going to drink that Ensure crap your granduncle buys,’’ said Jim. ‘’He is just trying to watch after you and make sure you stay healthy,`` said Rilee. ‘’Do you know what I eat and drink everyday for breakfast?`` asked Jim. ‘’I guess bacon and coffee,’’ said Rilee. ‘’What about lunch?’’ asked Jim. ‘’Probably bacon and coffee,’’ said Rilee. ‘’What about supper and midnight snack?’’ asked Jim. ‘’The same thing,’’ said Rilee with a sigh. ‘’And instead of drinking that Ensure for a mid afternoon snack. I drink a beer. Now according to those experts I should be dead, but you know what? I have outlived them all,’’ said Jim. ‘’What’s the point?’’ asked Rilee. ‘’There is no point. I just like that story,’’ said Jim taking a sip of coffee. Rilee finished drinking her cup of coffee and went over to the kitchen sink and started washing the coffee cup. ‘’Would you take me to get some beer?’’ asked Jim. ‘’I would like to but I am required to have a licensed driver over twenty-one in the front seat with me,’’ said Rilee. ‘’You have one,’’ said Jim showing her his driver's license. ‘’You are a licensed driver until the age of ninety-nine. I don’t know how you pulled that one off and don’t want to know,’’ said Rilee with a disgusted look on her face. ‘’Well, when I was eighty-seven years old your grand uncle wouldn’t take me to the dmv to get my license renewed. Sherry, that lives in the old Goodwin House needed help with a project. As payment she took me down to the dmv and I was able to get my license renewed. When it came to renew I was ninety- three years old. I got this letter in the mail stating I could renew online since the last time my license was renewed it was done at the dmv. I found these kids that needed beer for their party, so I got them to renew my license online for a case of beer,’’ said Jim.
‘’We are going to the River Bank Bait Shop to get my beer. I don’t want any of that watered down crap that you get at the grocery store,’’ said Jim as he buckled his seat belt. ‘’Ok grandpa,’’ said Rilee trying to hide the disgusted look on her face as she buckled her seatbelt and started the car.
Rilee pulled up and stopped in the parking lot at the River Bank Bait Shop.’’I’ll be right back,`` said Jim getting out of the car. Rilee took out her cell phone. ‘’Just great out in the middle of nowhere and no signal,’’ said Rilee as she noticed zero bars on her phone.
Jim returned with two fishing poles, an ice chest, and a twelve pack of beer. ‘’What is all that for?’’ asked Rilee with a puzzled look on her face. ‘’I will show you. Turn right at the y,’’ said Jim. Rilee turned right at the y and drove until the road came to a dead end. ‘’We are here,’’ said Jim getting out of the car. He got out of the car and took out what he had purchased at the River Bank Bait Shop. Jim and Rilee walked along the river bank until they came to a broken down sofa sitting by the river. They set down on the sofa and started fishing. ‘’You miss your family don’t you?’’ asked Jim as the two were fishing. ‘’Yeah,’’ said Rilee. ‘’You probably think they died too young, don't you?’’ asked Jim. Rilee starting to get emotional shook her head yes. ‘’Let me tell you something death has no age and the only thing in life are the experiences. That’s all there is the experiences,’’ said Jim. ‘’I have never thought of it that way before,’’ said Rilee. ‘’Has anyone ever took you fishing before?’’ asked Jim. ‘’No this is my first time,’’ said Rilee starting to put a smile on her face. ‘’That’s the look, I like to see on my granddaughter’s beautiful face,’’ said Jim. The two spent hours talking and catching fish.
Jim and Rilee walked into Maurice’s kitchen late that evening with an ice chest full of fish. Maurice Miller and his wife Mable were finishing eating a plate of spaghetti. ‘’I am going to go take a bath and then cook some bacon,’’ said Jim as he was leaving the kitchen. ‘’I didn’t mean to be out so late,’’ said Rilee sitting down at the kitchen table thinking she was going to get punished. ‘’Oh honey, we are not mad at you. In fact you did something we have been trying for years to do. Get that old poot out of the house for a while,’’ said Mable.
Rilee got up in the middle of the night to get a drink of water. Jim was in the kitchen cooking bacon. ‘’It is about ready if you want some,’’ said Jim. ‘’I would love some,’’ said Rilee with a smile on her face. Jim sat two plates of bacon on the table as Rilee took out a Dr. Pepper and a can of beer. Rilee sat down at the table and opened the Dr. Pepper can. ‘’I would like to propose a toast. To the experiences,’’ said Rilee holding up Dr. Pepper can. Jim raised his can of beer. ‘’To the experiences, ‘’ said Jim