Ah yes the Golden Years, Unfortunately as each year passes the body begins it's slide into the toilet...while we remember having the strength and energy to work and play from dawn to dark. I have little reason for complaints when i see that so many friends and co workers have bit the dust, even with my phony knee and neck that refuses to move where i can no longer hold my head up in pride i have little complaint.
I have the opportunity to build AR's now, shoot when i please, travel to my buddy's home in Texas to shoot wild hogs and help my neighbors who have a few more years than i. One big problem is disposing of a couple hundred firearms as the lights grow dimmer, i do not sell firearms but have had fun giving many away yet still having enough about for my enjoyment of a life long hobby.
The Golden Years....to bad we did not have them when young and could truly enjoy them.