No, it sure isn't, but I feel very fortunate that, at 61, I can still get out and break up some concrete (this morning) and still do a lot of things. Friend of mine (my age) can't hold his grandkids standing up because he has no feeling in his hands. Another friend of mine who WAS my age never made it to 60. Heart attack while battling the flu. Every day upright is a blessing, especially since the LAST night I spent in a hospital for myself was in 1980 after cracking T-11...
