It's sad to see someone die so young. We can never know
the measure of our days. My grandfather died at 103, my father
at 42, all we can do is live each day as if it was our last.

Shelly,

I had no idea your father died so young; seems you inherited your grandfather's genes; I wish you a long life, Shelly. At the risk of sounding maudlin, every time I take a peek here, it warms my heart to see you're still here.