Originally Posted by Ray9

Meh, it's the old "there but for the grace of God go I" If you break your leg dancing you still have to pay the fiddler's bill. I agree with your last paragraph; anything can happen at any time. I'm hoping for an Eleanor Rigby funeral-to die in a church and be buried along with my name-nobody came. Nobody cane because I outlived everyone who ever really knew me. I don't care much about what other people think; I just do what I do.