I was thinking the other day that at my age 31 and 3/4 its crazy how many people over 100 I have met. The oldest I know currently is 106 in july
Mu FIL is 91, but I don’t expect him to live much longer. His mom was 97 (we think) when she died.
I don’t think I ever met a centenarian.
The oldest person I’ve ever known, must have been my great grandmother, this was the late sixties and her father had fought in the confederate army, although she was born after the war. I don’t know how old she was, but very, very old.
I know someone now in their early 90s, that’s probably the oldest person I know.
Knew personally would be my paternal grandmother, who passed away at 96.
Still alive - Two of my mother’s siblings are in their early 80s.
A woman my Mom worked for while in college hit 100 and was given birthday wishes on one of the network daytime TV shows, probably the Today show. That was back in the 80s.
One of my aunts died from Covid at nearly 101.
Everyone from my parents’ generation is gone now, but there are some in my own generation into their 90s already.
My father died at 97 and I’ve known a couple of centenarians ages 100 and 101, parents of friends
But this nun, 108, has them all beat. I met her 20 years ago at her nephew’s wedding and I see that she’s still going strong. The photo in the article shows her walking:
Nothing remarkable. Got an uncle who’s 73, probably my oldest living relative (and person that I know). As to the oldest I’ve ever known, that would probably have been my grandpa. He was 86 when he died. I wouldn’t say my dad’s side of my family is known for longevity, but those who stay alcohol- and drug-free can reliably expect to reach 80 years old. Having said that, my dad died at 62 and my mom at 57 so I’m not holding out for a long retirement (provided I even make it that far).
The oldest person whom I know (who is alive right now) is one of my wife’s great aunts, who is 98.
I’ve only personally known one centenarian – when I was in high school, and in the Key Club (a junior version of the Kiwanis Club), we regularly visited residents at nursing homes in the area. One of our favorite people to visit with was a woman named Jennie, who was 102, and who told us awesome stories about growing up in Green Bay in the late 19th century.
Current oldest is MIL at 95-1/2. Oldest ever was GGM who I met at her 100th birthday event when I was 6. She didn’t make 101.
I know legions of 70 & 80 yos. Living in a FL retirement condo complex will do that for you.
Other than MIL I don’t know of anyone that I know to be in their 90s. They might be, but I don’t know their ages in detail. Being age 90+ and still living on the economy and not in a old-farts’ facility like MIL’s is kinda rare.
My wife’s grandmother, whom I have met, died recently. She was at least 102, maybe 103. (She was born in rural China and strict records don’t exist.)
There was also a Titanic survivor at my childhood church who made it to 100. At one point, for about 6 years, she was the oldest living survivor. I was away at college when she passed away so I missed her funeral. She always sat up front, but I spoke to her only a few times.
My mom is 91, and my great-grandpa Charlie (from my dad’s family) has 104 when he died (I was 15). I remember being at his 100th and 101st birthday parties, he was still pretty spry.
My grandfather was 102, and my aunt died just before her 102nd birthday. On the other side of the family, I believe a great-aunt and great-uncle both lived to 100.
The oldest person I ever knew was a friend’s mother who lived to 107. The oldest person I currently know is 99 and doing quite well.
My brother-in-law’s stepfather just turned 80.
My maternal grandmother died at age of 94. She was the last of my grandparents to die and the one who lived the longest.
My sister works in a nursing home and she has at least one resident there past 100.
FIL will be 85 in a couple of months.
An old friend was two months short of 86 when he died a few years back.
My first job was in a nursing home. One of the patients celebrated her 100th birthday while I was there.
I knew a guy who died at age 81 in 1993. He died after a car accident, not from any physical injury from the accident, but from a heart attack immediately after because the emotional trauma. He was a member of the local Civil War roundtable and his father, yes father, fought in the 7th W.Va. Infantry at the Battle of Gettysburg. Yes, in that war.
It was a May-November romance that his mother and father had. I always thought that was a crazy connection to the past.
The oldest person I’ve ever known is my great grandma on my mom’s side of the family, who lived to be in her mid-to-late 90s (she passed around 2 years ago).
The oldest person I know now is my great grandma on my dad’s side, who’s in her late 80s right now.
The oldest person I know personally will turn 100 later this month.
I know her through a craft meetup at our local library that just re-started a couple weeks ago, and I attended last night. Her friend and neighbor was there, but she wasn’t, and she told us that STB100 has lost much of her eyesight over these months and no longer drives, and can’t knit or crochet any more either. We will probably have a little party for her later this month. 
My cousins’ other Grandma turned 100 last year.
I’ve not seen her for a while- for the predictable reason- but last I heard she was doing pretty well. She’s especially unusual in that she moved into a nursing home in her mid 80s, then after a few years there somehow got better and moved back home by herself for several more years. The last time I saw her my whole family were commenting on the way home how she looked healthier than my uncle, her son.
My church just threw a 101st birthday party for one of our members. I’d recognize him on sight, but can’t really say I “know” him beyond that.
I also had a neighbor who I interacted with a bit who I think was over 100, and I had a great-aunt who also reached triple digits.