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Pastimes : Procrastination -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: George S. Montgomery who wrote (117)	12/17/1999 9:45:00 PM
From: Ilaine	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 206

Heavy duty question about the rotting. Not sure if you mean before or after death. If after, no, but it doesn't matter. If before, I am reminded of something Eubie Blake said. Not sure if you know who he was, he was a ragtime piano player, a contemporary of Jelly Roll Morton, but he lived to be 96. Shortly before he died, he said, "if I knew I was going to live this long, I'd have taken better care of myself." I really can't imagine my self being in an enfeebled shell. My mental image of myself is of my grandmothers, both of whom were hearty, if not hale, when they died. I am not a delicate person. I think that even weak, I'd be strong. Walking is good. I should walk more often. I used to walk every day. Two miles, at least, sometimes four, sometimes eight. Then I got very sick with polyarthritis, and couldn't walk without great pain. I had fluid in my knee joints, and walking caused more swelling, it felt like my kneecaps were being pushed out from within. So I stopped walking. Now I am all better, healthy, normal really, and I have no excuse except inertia. So I have great personal interest in the concept of procrastination. I am very good at it, but I don't think it's a good thing to be good at.

To: George S. Montgomery who wrote (117)	12/19/1999 4:53:00 PM
From: Edwarda	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 206

Can you imagine yourself living within an enfeebled shell, and still making the forces continue? It is perfectly detestable notion, yet Stephen Hawking throws a pretty substantial challenge that one can do precisely this. Do we just give up when our bodies cease to do what we wish of them? As we age, don't we gain as well as lose, barring catastrophes such as Alzheimer's? A tangential thought: When I faced thorny problems, I used to call my mother and literally ask to borrow her years to examine the problems and help me to rank them in importance.