Margaret "Mank" Johnstone awoke Sunday after 107 years of living, slipped into a red blazer, applied some red lipstick, put on her Mickey Mouse earrings and headed to
Disneyland.
"God was good to me," she said, when asked why she thinks she has lived so long. "I've never tried to be special."
Johnstone, possibly Orange County's oldest resident (if you're older let us know), caused more of a hubbub than Mickey Mouse. "Hear ye, hear ye," the town crier shouted, ringing a bell as the crowds parted for Johnstone's wheelchair. "Our princess is 107 years old today!"
"No way!" came the replies.
"Amazing!" they said.
Alternately wearing mouse ears and a blinking princess tiara, Johnstone smiled and waved like Miss America to her cheering fans. Asked if she wanted water, she said no, just a Kleenex, which she then tucked into the wristband of her watch.
When she finally found Mickey in Toontown, she puckered up and laid one on him. She's got Mickey beat by 24 years.
Johnstone was born in a gold mining camp in Washington in 1902, back when people traveled by horse and buggy. She was a girl when newspaper headlines screamed that the Titanic had sunk. And she was a bicycle messenger for Western Union during World War I. She and her husband, Kenneth, never had kids. They lived (and golfed) in Hemet. He died back when Jimmy Carter was president.
She later lived by herself in an apartment in Anaheim Hills until she was 103. Her grandnieces moved her to a Fullerton board-and-care home only because an arthritic knee had made it too painful to stay on her feet while she cooked her meals.
"There were times in life when I felt tired and worn out, but I woke up the next day," Johnstone said.
She uses a wheelchair because of her knee, but otherwise feels fine. "When I lie down in bed, I get in by myself," she said proudly.
To stay in shape, she holds onto a railing in the home's hallway and pulls herself up out of her wheelchair to a standing position about a dozen times a day.
What else does she do with her day? "Whatever strikes me at the moment," she said. Napping is one of the things that often strikes her. As for when naptime is, "Oh, most any time."
Maybe that's why she looks so darn good. Her skin is smooth and downright dewy. And that's with nothing more than a morning smearing of Oil of Olay face cream.
Asked if she had any other secrets, she offered, "Well, I've never believed in eating two starches at the same meal." She usually skips bread for her favorite, mashed potatoes and gravy.
She's also had her share of cocktail hour screwdrivers in her life. And her favorite dessert, the family jokes, is whipped cream: As in, "I'll have a little pie with my whipped cream."
Johnstone had a preventive double mastectomy in the 1960s after her sister died of breast cancer. Asked if she had a favorite time of her life, she told me: "I enjoyed the whole bit."
As she said goodbye to Mickey and headed to the Jungle Cruise, a park employee told her family they would have to come back for Mickey's 107th birthday, to which Johnstone replied: "See ya then!"