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  1. My father died just shy of 84, his brother was 87, their father 86, and my mom will be 88 in February.

    Oh, boy. Looks like I get to live in interesting times. And lots of it.

    Pass the bacon, will ya?

  2. Lived as though there were no end
    life brings death to crippled men
    gratefully.
    Lived as though life begins
    upon the shore where it ends
    gratefully.

  3. My family tree is loaded with nonagenarian forebearers.

    But then puberty always comes late for us.

    We run a slower clock.

    At some point the DNA will out — and the secret known.

  4. Curtis:
    Vanderleun featured a terrific amateur high school video from the 70s with that song as the soundtrack a while back. I did a cursory search but can’t find it at the moment.

    As for longevity, I’m adopted, so I don’t know what kind of genes I have. I’m more than halfway to 100 now, and so far so good.

  5. I’ve always loved that photo of your mother and her grandfather. Cute baby/toddler, distinguished older gentleman, just really nice.

  6. Twenty two years to go and counting. Like Satchel Paige, I’m not looking back because someone (like the grim reaper) might be gaining on me.

  7. What’s going to be really odd is when old people remenisce about sexting their sweety and recalling the rap tune “pop dat p***y” was their song. 🙂

  8. I’m off to Chicago in a few days to visit my 100 year old grandmother (100 on Tuesday). She can’t see very well, can’t hear very well, can’t walk very well, and complains about all the aches and pains and lack of independence. She also misses all of her old friends who died before her, too. She’s run out of money and is in the Catholic home on their good graces and a social security check, and no one ever goes to visit her anymore.

    And yet, she’s alive and taking it all in even at this advanced age. She loves to talk about her great great grandchildren even if she mixes up their names and loves to play cards with her new friends at the home.

    Really, really old age is definitely tough to go through, but I’m hoping I’ll have that opportunity.

    Life is always good.

  9. There is an industry–publish shocking new info about whatever the population is or is supposed to be doing–that actually makes a lot of money on telling us to stop one thing and do another. And they are supported by people who are personally invested for personal reasons in telling others what to do.
    And they are supported by people who want to think they have control over their lives and so need to believe that this is bad and that is good.
    Problem is, once that’s settled, there’s nothing more to say, all the books and articles are published, the intrusive regulations in place. Now what?
    They start over.
    Everything is either good for you or bad for you and they switch every two years.
    So if you do what you want, you’ll average out okay, even if the foregoing pests are correct, which they cannot by definition be more than half the time.
    So, SCROOM.

  10. kind of makes one realize that as in russia, the medical profession became a tool of politics and political social engineering… even though many doctors never eralized it, or if they did, opposed it.

    its not worth my time to explain, show, illustrate, and such… as we are married to those ways as normal, and so, we love our various introduced cancers…

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  12. Both my grandmothers lived to be 99. Each died a few weeks short of 100. One was a tiny thin woman who lost half her lung to TB at the age of 45. The other was overweight with years of congestive heart failure problems. Both grandfathers died much younger than the norm. My father lived to age 84 and my mom will soon be 89. (btw my mom remembers her grandfather living to age 105. He sat by the stove sipping whiskey and eating mints. Lol)

    As for me. My aim is to live as healthy as I can. The rest is up to the gods of life. (so to speak). We only have control over so much. I can’t be bothered to fret about what might happen.

  13. The last few generations of my ancesors lived into their 80’s and 90’s, some healthy, some not so. Curiously, in my direct lineage, my ancestors all married and bore their first children in mid to late 20’s instead of the norm of 17-20.

    Fruit fly research has shown that by delaying when the fruit flies breed, in five generations lifespan of the fruitfly can be doubled. (Why anyone would want long lived fruitflies…) I suspect that that lesson can be applied to humans.

    Statistically, blacks die younger than whites- statistically, they breed sooner. Non-college educated whites die sooner than college educated whites- they breed sooner. Whites, overall, die sooner (but not by much) than Asians- they breed sooner (but not by much).

    Just saying, you know, maybe there is a relationship. Anyone elkse think so?

  14. My great grandfather lived to be 101 and he smoked tobacco and ate whatever he wanted. My BIL watched his weight, ate healthily and died at 63. When people tell me being overweight will kill me I have four words for them: Marlon Brando and Ted Kennedy.

    Both lived as long as I care to, and neither were healthy specimens.

  15. I remember reading in the Austin American-Statesman, decades ago, a short article about a fellow who had just had his 100th birthday. The reporter asked the almost-obligatory question, ‘To what do you attribute your longevity?’ or words to that effect; and I nearly fell out of my chair laughing when I read the answer: “Jack Daniels and good cigars.”

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