We die for the same reason that we buy new clothes now and then. An old body wears out, and then you need to build a new one. :-) (reincarnation, folks!)

We also die because a given life is like a role in a great play. When your part in the play ends, you die. When what you wanted (or needed) to experience in the play is done with, you leave the theater. It's that simple. Those who are still in the play will probably miss you a lot if they knew you well.

Then you take a little rest, reflect on how great that play was. Then after a bit you audition for another part, and start a whole new play...new face, new name, new role, new drama.

I love it. But getting old can be a hassle, that's for sure.

I've got no worries about Rick. I think he's as alive as he ever was, he's just not here anymore. I look forward to seeing him again one of these days...somewhere.

- LH