If you are lucky, you might make it into the 80s.

I have had, and continue to enjoy a fabulous life, having had devoted parents, siblings, grandparents, aunts, uncles, colleagues, friends and business associates. Fortunate recipient of a superior education from McCallie, Vanderbilt and Case Western Reserve University, father of upstanding, successful sons with their own businesses, 13 years as Adjunct Professor of Computer Science at Vanderbilt, giving back to the educational community, successful CIO/VP of $15B corporation, owner of successful business with Fortune 500/1000 clients, farmer/rancher, family history of no drugs, no addictions, no arrests, no regrets.

At 82, I am still quite agile and athletic, I work out, I can still run fast (although I cannot maintain my 10.6 HS record), I ride the finest motorcycles with the best of them, I eat healthily, I enjoy nice vacations at up-scale venues, I lack for naught, and best of all, I have a beautiful, loving wife.

Time is coming at you too. Neither you nor I can stop it. If you reach the 80s, will anyone respect you? All my family and many friends are coming to celebrate my 82nd birthday next week.

What's your life been like? What have you accomplished? What do you have to show for it? What are your goals? What are you doing to achieve them? Post abusive diatribes anonymously here day in and day out?

We really don't know anything about you. We know about me, Ken, Poppet, Deanna, DFM and other posters, we know a little bit about Mike and Lucky, but you are the dark horse candidate. Speak, if you are not ashamed of your existence.