I recently turned 70 in Marin County, Calif., home to some of the healthiest, wealthiest and longest-lived people in the country. I swim daily, take no medications and can still hoist my roll-aboard bag into an overhead bin. But there is no denying that somewhere beyond the horizon, my death has saddled his horse and is heading my way. And I’m hoping to make that death as good as my life has been. My wish is to die in my own bed, cared for by people I love—clean, comfortable and relatively free from pain.

Source: Wall Street Journal February 08, 2019 16:29 UTC