Each year I am less interested in obits & year end programs & try to avoid them. It only reminds me of the inevitable which gets closer & closer. Too soon I will be w/o my bride & Bouviers, friends, books & gardens. My father lived until his 98th year so maybe there's more time than I think is probable. Could I be depressed? Maybe. The truth is that reality can be so. I try to ignore those feelings which pass over me @ times.