I retired last August after 38 years in the insurance business. If you count the time I spent in the womb i am 70. I still ride 2-3 days a week and hike 2 days a week. I also shoot twice a week (competitive shooter) and am president of my shooting club. I work in my vegetable garden at least one day a week as well. I am unhappy that there are not 8 days because I have not figured out how to weave fly fishing into my schedule. My aerobic capacity is not what it used to be. My hips hurt after hiking. It is getting harder for me to win matches. I consider myself lucky that I am still able to pursue new adventures. I don't worry about my physical future. I can't do much about it. I live each day as a gift of life.

My father lived to be 96. He as frail but still full of life and sharp as a tack. He had great friends, many of the much younger than him. He walked a bit bent over but never complained. He attended Rotary club right up to the end even though he could not always hear what was being said.

I watched my dad land a good sized yellow tail when he was 89. A group of kayakers had gathered around to watch. When I gaffed the fish and brought it aboard they all clapped for my dad. I yelled that he was 89. My dad yelled, "89 and a half"!.

My dad passed away a year ago in May. He knew he was going to go and said, "well I was hoping for 100 but I guess I am going to kick the bucket" He had no regrets about anything he had done in his life. He was a B25 pilot in WWII, a successful business man and was married to my mom for 70 years and raised 5 children. His was a life very well lived. I think that we all should live what life we have as well as we can and not worry about what we are going to be like in 10 years. All we really have for sure is this moment.

Yea, I have email but I have not figured out those new fangled cell phones. I guess I am going to have to consult a 10 year old.