I was reading about a guy, 62 years old, been bowling in the same league for 45 years . . . he achieves his lifelong dream of bowling a perfect 300 game, and then, to make it even more perfect, immediately keels over and dies.
What a way to go! It’s so important to die at the right time if you want to be remembered at your best.
Actuarially speaking, 62 years is not a long lifespan. But let’s say the guy had lived another 20 years — he would have accomplished nothing and probably wasted away in an old-age home.
Who wants to be remembered like that?
Poor guy. Look at him. Would you believe that 20 years ago he bowled a perfect game?