If, at age 60, the angel of death comes to take me away, please tell him I still have too many things to do to go right now. If, at age 80, the angel of death comes to take me away, please tell him I am still too useful to go right now. If, at age 90, the angel of death comes to take me away, please tell him not to hurry, for I will go when I want. If, at age 100, the angel of death comes to take me away, please tell him I will go when the day and the time are right. If, at the age of 150, the angel of death comes to take me away again, tell him I’m already in heaven.
—Excerpt from the lyrics of the song “100 Years of Life” performed by Korean singer Lee Ae-ranWhen you get old, you start to receive more obituary notices than wedding invitations. Elderly people who live into their 70s, 80s and 90s get frequent, sad news of the departures of close friends, one by one.
