About Bob Novak and his brain tumor, I have been thinking about this a lot today. He retired today after learning his brain tumor was “dire” and it just goes to show you really just have no idea when it’s going to be your time to step off. One day you’re in the middle of everything - you are a driving force and the next day you are pretty much preparing to depart.

I’ve said many times I don’t mind the idea of dying. I often yearn for it and it doesn’t much matter how I die though I am curious what the God will come up with.

Given a choice, though I have always said I would like to be hit by a train. You know. I’m just walking along, maybe wearing headphones and then SPLAT. I can’t imagine I will be that lucky but you know. At least this is possible by my chart - It would suit me.

If you could choose your own method of dying what would it be?