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My future fear, you Whippersnapper, is waking up one morning unable to move one side of my body or form a coherent sentence, and with one side of my mouth pulled down to my jaw. I also fear being forced into retirement, which I consider immoral to the nth degree. I am 75 years old, work seven days a week, love my work and consider it a privilege. Even if I had a hubby to put bread on my table as SOME OTHERS DO, I would still consider it my obligation to the society and myself to keep on working. I also fear having my 2002 facelift wear off and not having the $$$ for another one. I also fear being unable to be productive, play sports, care for my precious animals, and homelessness.
Want to trade fears? I'll take yours any day.







