Editor’s Note: The following column was written prior to 2012. My Big “O” birthday is coming, and my high school class is having a reunion. Most of us are almost 60! We are now officially too old to die young. It is funny how we describe age. When you are a kid, you are so proud of your age that you talk about it in fractions. “I’m five and a half.” Well, I guess I’m 59 and a half.