Earliest Birth Year - any 1800s?

[Misfit Toy]

My maternal grandmother was born in 1888, and lived to be 84 - her husband was born in 1878, but died long before I was born.

My mother, born in 1925, turns 84 next Tuesday.

 

[the 4th hanson bro]

My paternal grandfather was born in 1894, he lived to be 96. I remember at his funeral, the priest said, "They say we can't live forever, but John Henry sure tried".

 

[Jenee]

My grandmother was born in 1910. I know I've been told, but I don't remember the year my grandfather was born - he died before I was born, anyway - but his older brother I knew when I was a child, so I'm guessing he was born around 1900 or 1905 - somewhere in there.

 

[1001001]

My maternal great-grandmother was born in 1890.

She died at the age of 90, when I was 14 years old.

 

[RandyS]

My great-grandfather was born in 1895. He died in 1975. I was five then. I remember he used to keep Hershey bars in a box by his bed, and would give me and my friends one each once a week. My mom and Grandma (his daughter and granddaughter) would chew him out for that.

 

[T'Bonz]

My grandfather, the one who was born in 1880. He was 59 when my dad was born, which is why I got to know someone that old (although as I said, I met a great-grandfather on my Mom's side who was born a year later.)

His father was a Civil War veteran. So I had a great-grandfather in the Civil War. I always thought it was cool that it was that close. My other Civil War ancestors were further back, great-great-great grandfathers, not great-grandfathers.

I can't imagine having met someone from the 1860s like someone in this thread did! But had my great-great grandmother lived perhaps 7 more years, I could have. She died two years before I was born. By age 5, had she lived, I would have remembered her. Rats!

 

[The Squire of Gothos]

Next? Remember, you had to have met this person and be able to remember them.

So close, I met my great-grandmother when I was just a few weeks old. I have a photo of she and I together. My great-grandfather died just slightly before I was due to meet him. All I have left of the pair of them is a rather nice leather writing case, with a button from his Gardai uniform and hat tucked inside.

Other than that no, no relatives that old.

 

[nevermore]

My maternal great-grandmother (Concepción), who died at 102 sometime around 1986-88 would have been born in 1884-1886, so I guess it would be her. My paternal great grandmother (Bessie) kicked off early at the age of 98 or 99 in 1987, so she would probably be the second earliest birthdate...

Though they lived in San Antonio and Indianapolis respectively, I met them both several times; I was ~11 or so when they both died.

edit: Actually, now that I think of it, some of the withered old aunties and uncles at the family reunion thingies might have been older siblings of those ladies...who knows with these out of state relatives!

 

[Candlelight]

My grand parents were all born in the 1910s, but they died in 1965, 1983, 1999 and 2008 (I was born in 1978, so met but can't remember my grandfather, but knew most of my grandmothers quite well. I never met my mother's dad, which is sad cos apparently I was quite a lot like him).

 

[WillsBabe]

When I was a child there was an old lady who lived down the street. She was the first resident of the new care home that opened in the village. The care home was for old people and had been converted from the village school, which moved to a new building. The old lady had been the first child to enter the original school when it had first opened its doors, and was the first resident when it was converted to a care home for the elderly. She was about 100 in the mid 1970s. So, presumably had been born somewhere around 1875.

 

[Trippy]

My maternal great-grandmother (my mom's mother's mother) was born in Scotland in 1887, and died when I was 17 (when she was 88). I remember her very well, as I was always asking her to repeat herself because her brogue was so thick!

 

[thestrangequark]

When I was 5 years old I went to my great grandfather's birthday party. I can't remember where it was, or much else about the party (except that I was wearing my Easter bonnet and danced on my dad's feet), but I do remember meeting a woman in the elevator who was 100 years old. I thought it was the most amazing thing in the world and asked her a bunch of questions.
I was 5, so that was 1988 -- she must've been born in 1888.

 

[What's his face]

Once, in kindergarten, we took a tour of a nursing home and I met someone who was 100 years old and was born in 1892.

 

[Kira's Mom]

My last living great-grandmother died when I was about 7, so I remember her pretty well. She was born sometime in the late 1880's/early90's. Not sure, I'd have to ask my dad. She lived with my grandmother and great-aunt until her death.

 

[Maestro]

My Great-Grandpa Austin was born in 1888, and died when I was in Kindergarten in 1982. He had hoped to live to 100, there was no medical reason why he shouldn't, but he just didn't wake up one morning. My Great-Grandma died in 1974, and GG Austin lived by himself in their house until his death. Never had to go into a nursing home, just didn't wake up one morning.

I have very fond, but somewhat fuzzy memories of the trips to see him. He was a very nice man, whose only flaw was an unhealthy affinity for Fig Newtons -- I couldn't stand them and he was always trying to get me to eat them. He didn't like it when I whacked people with his cane either.

 

[Bloodwhiner]

Me again, remember I was the one who had the Grandmother born in 1868.. I've thought of her some more today, she moved here from Germany as a child with her parents

The most recent person I've met who is beyond elderly is a woman at a local nursing home who is 108 years old. She is quite sharp and gets around without a walker or cane.

My son is 12, so if he lives to be 80 (apparently common in my family), the span would be 156 years.

 

[Wrongway Janeway]

My father was born in 1908 and lived to be 84. My mother was born in 1920 and is still going strong (often mistaken for someone in their 70's, which is good at her age)

My dad was also born in 1908. Died in '85. My mother was born in 1927 and is still rolling along. Her mother died in the late eighties and was, I think, 95 years old. A couple of her older siblings that I remember meeting, Tio Andres and Tia Lupe, both lived past 100.

My father's parents died long before I was born, back in the thirties.

 

[MANT!]

my great-grandfather lived to be 101 ..he died in 1968...saw everything from steam trains and ships to rockets into space (he didn't see the moon landings...) he died when I was 7..another relative was in WW1 and WW2...volunteered (at 16) during the Great War and was 41 when he joined up for WW2...

 

[JAG]

My grandparents were born in the late 1880's early 1890's. I remember them quite well though I was a teenager when they died.