I can’t take credit for the title to this essay. It belongs to Clint Eastwood. I received a recent email that I would like to share with everyone who may be struggling through their golden years.

Clint Eastwood was playing golf with Toby Keith, a good friend and country western singer, at a Pebble Beach charity event. Eastwood said, “I’m turning 88 next Monday.” Keith asked Eastwood how he could still have such relentless energy to act and direct his latest film, “The Mule,” at 88.