Well Hell! The man ain't dead yet... I hope Mrs. Brown's idiot son, Sheldon, has MANY years of cycling left. Being not too many years in Sheldon's slipstream, myself, I realize that I may be in Sheldon's shoes (figuratively speaking) sooner than I think. The difference between me and the OCP crowd is that, like Sheldon, I realize I'm not immortal; the youngsters have yet to learn that. I hope that I can take my eventual limitations with as much grace and style as Sheldon. I'll also keep the boy in my prayers. It can't hurt...