Old Person: I don't like flying. It's too scary.
Me: When's the last time you flew?
Old Person: Oh, about sixty years ago.
Me: Wait, did you say sixty?
Old Person: Yeah, it must be sixty. I was pregnant with my son Joe at the time, and it's his sixtieth birthday this month. My husband liked flying, so he took me up on a little four-seater plane. It was really bumpy, and I got sick. It was a scary experience, and I haven't flown since then.
Me: Have you ever flown on a jet plane?
Old Person: No, and I don't need to. Maybe it would be kind of different from the little plane, but I don't need to go anywhere by plane, and I already know that flying is scary.