My dad made it to 97. Still sharp as a tack and only took two pills a day. One vitamin and one aspirin. One shot of Wild Turkey mid-afternoon followed by his one hour nap.

Super cool guy and if he wasn't my dad, he would still be my best friend.

He died in 2001 and I still miss him.
I'll be lucky to make 80.


I'd rather die in a BAD gunfight than a GOOD nursing home.