I'm single, the kids are grown, the grandkids have at least met me.
I still accidentally walk up on local cops and scare the crap out of them because I forget to make noise.
There isn't a single solution to a potential problem. Personally, I'd rather die in my bed at age 90, but if that doesn't happen, I'm ok with that.
I expect I'll be here on this ground I was born on until I die.
/johnny
you read my mind, or perhaps I read your post ;-)
See post 33/