Nixon was president when I first climbed into the dentist's chair. Nearly 40 years later that Italian dentist who looked so big to me when I was young turned out to be maybe 5'2". Navy dentists were the only others that poked around my mouth. His office burned down last December and he took that as a hint to hang up his 'Turn your head and spit" sign. I'd say I'll miss him but he was kind of an arrogant SOB (I don't think he'd argue that). But he knew his stuff and I felt good knowing I was in competent hands.
Who's been in your life for decades? Mechanic? Hair dresser? Bartender?