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Just being there for him and her is far more than anything you could say.
That being said, I've got elderly neighbors as well. In fact, I tell them all the time "I couldn't have mail ordered better neighbors!" This past Halloween, right at dusk, I walked over with a pair of bite size butterfingers in my hand, crouched down in front of their decorative glass door, rang the doorbell and in a high voice yelled "trick or treat!". They both opened the door with a platter full of candy and I stood up, extended the butterfingers and told them "Hey, I'll trade you these two butterfingers for a shot of whiskey!" They said "come on in!" (we live in a County that sells beer but no liquor or wine and I don't particularly drink anyways) So we laughed and he took my butterfingers after I declined on the whiskey.
Back when my Dad was about 94 I nearly stopped taking him to funerals when the bereaved would see him and exclaim "Bob! How ya been?!" and he would reply "well, I'm still here!" Brrzzzzzzztttt! DAD! Wrong answer!
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