I'd much rather continue chasing wild hogs, hunting elk, smoke my pipe, drink my beer and whiskey, eat elk steaks chicken fried in pure lard and vapor lock out in the pasture doing what I like at 63 or
65 then laying in a bed crapping myself and not knowing what day of the week it is at 75 or 80!
Bingo......everything in moderation but I'll take actually
living life in my Wranglers than dying in bed with a diaper on every time.
