Here is my old friend of thirty plus years, Doris. She's 101 and insists she was a bar fly in a former life. At 98, she took the train from the town she lives in in Texas to visit us and later friends in Santa Barbara on her way back to Texas. Says she isn't going to be traveling alone like that anymore. Lived a great life living in South America, Mexico, Asia, and traveling other parts of the world in between. She worked for USAID in Asian countries and admits to playing strip poker with coworkers in several places. Got out of Saigon three days before the big collapse. She said her 100th birthday was a marker and can't see any reason for hanging around spending her niece's inheritance. She still enjoys life, just doesn't see any big reasons for prolonging it. I don't expect to hang around that long and hope to enjoy myself at least half as much as she has.
