Solomon Aldorph

Aging and End-of-Life

It was early morning, and the sun's golden rays gently kissed the face of an old man named Samuel. He lay in his comfortable, worn armchair by the window, staring out at the world with eyes that had seen a century's worth of history. His room was filled with mementos, faded photographs, and the soft hum of his favorite jazz tunes playing on the record player.