Geezerdom awaits us—provided we don’t climb ladders (folks are cautioned to stay off them after 65 … because balance), drive while intoxicated (I know you don’t but there's always a few), play with matches, or smoke. And for God’s sake no more fireworks (everyone knows you still do them. So cool it already).
Now living to 86.8 is one thing, but why not go for more? I mean, if life is still good, if everything works, if there is still much to look forward to, if Brady and Belichick are still clicking … why not go for it? Why not go for the all-time World Longevity Record?
According to a list of the world's verified oldest people (alas, none of whom I happen to be related to), we still have a long way to go. Hats off to Jeanne Calment of France who set the World Longevity Record of 122 years and 164 days upon her death in 1997. Viva la France! (Nothing in the record indicates if she favored cigars, booze, Dannon Yogurt or long walks on the beach.)
The shortest life span among the top 100 is 114 years plus. What a shame. So close and yet so far. But the most striking thing about these 100 world longevity finalists is that all but a handful are, or were, women. Guys, unless somebody comes up with a medical miracle real soon, the ladies have us beat longevity-wise.