I hear you Frank. My "friends" are mostly people older then me, say in their 60's and 70s and farmers at that. My ex-wife used to say "Travis you were born old", because that's just the people I hung around with. Personally I can't stand my own generation as their work ethic is pretty bad, but I digress.
Originally Posted by Frank Fusco
Myself, I am not afraid of dying either, and I try to live life to the fullest which can be sometimes construed as living dangerously. I try not to do that, and I try not to relish every minute either so that I get caught up in the mundane, but the other day as we chopped corn on top of a hill, I told Alfred, we don't know what we got sometimes.
I don't want to die either, but I've lived a good life. My only mission now is to try to hold onto what I got by instilling in Alyson values and morals. In your case, you must live by example for your children and grandchildren. You need to show them that there is no reason to fear death, (for reasons that cannot be mention here) and to teach them morals and values along with their parents (your children). By doing that my friend, you and I will live out the remainder of our days as happy people.
I have no intention of traveling from birth to the grave in a manicured and well preserved body; but rather I will skid in sideways, totally beat up, completely worn out, utterly exhausted and jump off my tractor and loudly yell, "Wow, this is what it took to feed a nation!"