My adoptive parents and grandparents were very active, right up until their deaths. Daddy worked a farm and had a herd of 200 cattle until he was 90 years old. My grandfather walked 2 1/2 miles the day he entered the hospital with double pneumonia, at the age of 91. Both mom and grandma were active, healthy and wonderful. I'd like to stay active and keep going into old, old age. But all I was saying is that those are the lucky ones. The MS folks I referred to before are all go-getters and keep motoring around that County Home. They all have a smile on their faces and are sweet, sweet people. I don't why some people seem so blessed and others seem to have an uphill battle just to survive. When I get to Heaven, I've got to ask God about that one!