My Mom was a stoic old German - not particularly philosophical or outwardly emotional. In a rare moment of melancholy she once said to me, "People think that the worst part of getting old is the infirmities and dependence on others. That's bad, but worse is the fact that so many you care about have already left." I am at that point in life where I fully understand her sentiments. Most of my friends and colleagues are in their so called 'golden years'. Mom hated that phrase - once stating that she would like to meet the person who coined it so that she "could kick the crap out of him".