"There is much to be said for 'fate and destiny.' I do believe that we shall each live until the day the bullet arrives with our name upon it and the grim reaper comes knocking ever so loudly at our door and will not depart empty handed.
Soon to be 72 years of age and despite having knocked at death's door three times, I have yet to enter that next life that awaits all of us someday. If only it was left to the level of one's determination to grow old gracefully and to stay alive until way past their 100th birthday, I would gladly keep the Grim Reaper waiting for his next corpse to bury; but alas it isn't. Let's hope that like Rip Van Winkle, the Grim Reaper tires of waiting for me and sleeps on for twenty or thirty more years before he even considers calling down my way again although I know such to be wishful thinking.
Tomorrow is a twin celebration for our household. It is my 72nd birthday and is also the second wedding anniversary of me and my wife Sheila. The time has simply flown over the past two years and after a recent six-month course of chemo therapy, we decided to take a four day break up in the Lake District. We return home tomorrow in time to welcome the arrival of my daughter Rebecca from down south who is visiting us for a week. Life is good." William Forde : November 9th, 2014.