I plan on going out in a sky-diving accident sometime well after my 110th birthday (maybe later). That way, the ending is quick, the view is nice on the way down, and as I hurtle toward the earth, I can keep thinking, "Well, so far, so good!"

Marty seems hung up on what he supposes are debilities brought about by growing older, and it's obvious that he tends to regard older people with a measure of contempt. That's okay, Marty, I don't mind a bit. I find it rather amusing, actually.

Just wait awhile. . . .

Don Firth