I was the youngest at 40.
One was 48,
the other seven were 60+ with one at 78.
I could never sleep the entire weekend because they could never make it through the night without having to pee or crap, burp, fart or what ever. It was almost like a musical all night long: burp, poof, squeeky door, pitter pat, burp, growl......
The 78 year old was the cook because he usually fell down and spent most of the day drying his clothes.