My grandma. She's 84 and still living. She was born in the twenties and was a teen during the great depression. She married my grandpa after he signed up for WWII and divorced him in the sixties. Shortly after her father died, and she inherited his farm, a fruit farm in Oregon. She raised 5 children, and miscarried 4. She has 11 grandchildren, and 14 great grandchildren. She's got a degree in psychology that she got in the seventies. She's a very devout Christian, and loves Jane Austen. Up until her seventies she would still climb the fruit trees to help with the harvest, which would scare the crud out of my mom.