I feel fortunate. I just turned 60, and I still have the “pretty good” health I’ve always had. My mother read PREVENTION magazine and did things like deliberately limiting sugar intake in the 50s, and until about age 30 I was a disciplined athlete. I took one of President Kennedy’s 50 mile hikes at age 14, and in basic training at Fort Sam Houston, I earned the first weekend pass by acing the PT (physical training) test. However, at age 40 I remember getting off a bus and running to make a connection. Suddenly I experienced why even in baseball, where you stand around much of the time waiting, 40 is old to keep playing professionally. Then there’s the rampant cancer in my family, and the respiratory difficulty I’ve had since junior high when exposed to certain kinds of dust and other toxins. Whoa, I’m having a rush of 60 years of experience maintaining health in the midst of life as we know it, even after 60. Here goes.