I don't know how many people think about their own mortality, the end of days, but I have thought about it for some number of years. There was a period of time when I thought that 71 was the optimum age. Be careful what you wish for.
From what I can understand of the statistics I can find about mortality an American male born in 1941 could expect to live into his or her early 60s. But I really don't know.
I may have started thinking about my contemporaries in 2004. My two best friends in high school died on consecutive days in May, 2004. One had cancer, the other had a massive heart attack.
I've watched my maternal family. There were seven children. Three of them had limb/girdle muscular dystrophy which ended their lives early. The others died in their 50s with one exception. My uncle Bob is 84 and going strong, more power to him.
There was even a period of time when I tracked the deaths of high-school classmates.. I quit doing that in 2008. I'm not really in touch with any of my high-school classmates now but I expect that will change. Not that I am trying to reestablish relationships but that I want to give others in my class a chance to know where I was and what I was doing.
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