The View From A Farr
I’m 63, and if I live to be 100 it will be a miracle.
But let’s say I watch my diet, exercise, take my blood pressure medicine, and don’t get hit by a semi hauling honey to South Dakota. Well, I just might live to be 85. A respectable age to die. Which means I’ve only got 22 years left to live.
I don’t have time for sleep. Opening up my trusty little calculator app, I can roughly estimate that 22 ye…