Frank Sinatra had the idea . . . with or without fish and chips:
And if you should survive to a hundred and five,
Look at all you’ll derive out of being alive.
And here is the best part, you have a head start,
If you are among the very young at heart.
“Young At Heart” [Richards-Leigh], Frank Sinatra, 1954
The mother of my uncle’s third wife lived to 107. Her recipe for long life was eating a fish a week—IIRC a three pound fish. Whole, in soup, whatever. Her grandson made a very interesting movie about her.
The father of a childhood friend died recently, at 105. Retirement of 49 years.
From the link: He said he eats the deep-fried meal as often as he can — usually with “genuine” cod or hake — but has “never overeaten.”
“No secret recipe, except that I always worked all my life.”
I recall when the actor James Gandolfini died in Italy. He was a big man probably with an oversized appetite to go with it, but some media article published what he ate in Italy shortly before dying. OMG, what a stupendous intake. No wonder.
Working… Yes, keeping your mind and body active, even at a very modest level is huge, IMO.
There were a number of years after I quit working in physics, where I would do math calculations of medium difficulty, in my head, while on long walks. Approx. solutions, of course. I think I got the idea from reading Feynman’s autobiographical books. It’s been many years since I’ve done that, and I’m thinking of trying to do it again.
We have a relative who’s been eating Gorton’s fish sticks for dinner most days since his wife died about fifteen years ago. I don’t think this is going to help him live longer, though.
He looks darn good for 80, let alone 107.
Why?
Joe Moore [Gene Hackman]: Nobody lives forever.
Fran Moore [Rebecca Pidgeon]: Frank Sinatra gave it a shot.
File under: Please be careful while entering and exiting the bathtub…and while you’re standing in it.
My mother lived to be 102, and my youngest sister and I used to joke that she obviously intended to outlive all of her children. We were the only children, out of 5, still alive when she died.
Agent 107–Bacalao. James Bacalao(?)—makes “When I’m 64” seem rather quaint…
Meanwhile, the news from France (and neighbors) festers most unquaintly, though I suspect we’re not supposed to know about it.
Nonetheless, Zerohedge is on it pretty impressively: (All the news the NYT deems unfit to print?)
Antifa is just an idea, or an ideation? That’s what we’ve been told by their press agency (“our media”).
I know someone, now 90 years old, that smoked cigarettes for about 55 years, never walked more than two city blocks, never did any sort of physical activity or exercise, ate what most would consider a poor diet laden with added salt, and very recently – early this year and late last year – survived two hospital stays for Covid.
In fact, if one were to list 10 things required to die by age 70, one could just show this individual’s photo in lieu of the list.
Just goes to show it’s mostly genes that determines longevity.
I read an article years ago about a Japanese centenarian. When asked for his secret of longevity, he said “I never ate anything I didn’t like.”
And here I always thought it was the nightly wee dram of single-malt whiskey…
I’m not sure I would want to live to 107… I already feel bad at 66… what happened to my youth?
Speaking of, it seems you changed your picture. I like the gray hair. A physical sign to go with your wisdom.
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Been working for me for 50+ years!
Though it may be more the Guinness.
Frank Sinatra had the idea . . . with or without fish and chips:
And if you should survive to a hundred and five,
Look at all you’ll derive out of being alive.
And here is the best part, you have a head start,
If you are among the very young at heart.
“Young At Heart” [Richards-Leigh], Frank Sinatra, 1954
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L0ivcZYilsE
The mother of my uncle’s third wife lived to 107. Her recipe for long life was eating a fish a week—IIRC a three pound fish. Whole, in soup, whatever. Her grandson made a very interesting movie about her.
The father of a childhood friend died recently, at 105. Retirement of 49 years.
From the link:
He said he eats the deep-fried meal as often as he can — usually with “genuine” cod or hake — but has “never overeaten.”
“No secret recipe, except that I always worked all my life.”
I recall when the actor James Gandolfini died in Italy. He was a big man probably with an oversized appetite to go with it, but some media article published what he ate in Italy shortly before dying. OMG, what a stupendous intake. No wonder.
Working… Yes, keeping your mind and body active, even at a very modest level is huge, IMO.
There were a number of years after I quit working in physics, where I would do math calculations of medium difficulty, in my head, while on long walks. Approx. solutions, of course. I think I got the idea from reading Feynman’s autobiographical books. It’s been many years since I’ve done that, and I’m thinking of trying to do it again.
We have a relative who’s been eating Gorton’s fish sticks for dinner most days since his wife died about fifteen years ago. I don’t think this is going to help him live longer, though.
He looks darn good for 80, let alone 107.
Why?
Joe Moore [Gene Hackman]: Nobody lives forever.
Fran Moore [Rebecca Pidgeon]: Frank Sinatra gave it a shot.
–David Mamet, “Heist” (2001)
https://clip.cafe/heist-2001/nobody-lives-forever/
________________________
Way under-rated film. Intricate, fun.
Related?
(Dennis Prager with some thoughts on the matter…)
“Why Dennis Prager Didn’t Ask ‘Why Me?’ After the Accident That Left Him Paralyzed…”—
https://pjmedia.com/aaron-hanscom/2026/10/21/why-dennis-prager-didnt-ask-why-me-after-accident-n4958516
File under: Please be careful while entering and exiting the bathtub…and while you’re standing in it.
My mother lived to be 102, and my youngest sister and I used to joke that she obviously intended to outlive all of her children. We were the only children, out of 5, still alive when she died.
Agent 107–Bacalao. James Bacalao(?)—makes “When I’m 64” seem rather quaint…
Meanwhile, the news from France (and neighbors) festers most unquaintly, though I suspect we’re not supposed to know about it.
Nonetheless, Zerohedge is on it pretty impressively: (All the news the NYT deems unfit to print?)
“First French Riots, Now Italian Trucker Blockades: What’s Driving Europe’s Rapid Descent Into Chaos?”—
https://www.zerohedge.com/political/first-french-riots-now-italian-trucker-blockades-whats-driving-europes-rapid-descent
‘”Everyone Has Blown Up”: London Macro Traders Carried-Out As French Carry Trade Implodes (Again)’—
…(Which sounds pretty scary…if only I could understand it…)
https://www.zerohedge.com/markets/everyone-has-blown-london-macro-traders-carried-out-french-carry-trade-implodes-again
“European Regimes Renew Their Attacks On Free Speech”—
https://www.zerohedge.com/political/european-regimes-renew-their-attacks-free-speech
+ Bonus (Turley):
‘French Police Identify Antifa As The “Ideologically Distinct Group” Behind The Riots Despite Democratic Denials’—
https://www.zerohedge.com/geopolitical/french-police-identify-antifa-ideologically-distinct-group-behind-riots-despite
Antifa is just an idea, or an ideation? That’s what we’ve been told by their press agency (“our media”).
I know someone, now 90 years old, that smoked cigarettes for about 55 years, never walked more than two city blocks, never did any sort of physical activity or exercise, ate what most would consider a poor diet laden with added salt, and very recently – early this year and late last year – survived two hospital stays for Covid.
In fact, if one were to list 10 things required to die by age 70, one could just show this individual’s photo in lieu of the list.
Just goes to show it’s mostly genes that determines longevity.
I read an article years ago about a Japanese centenarian. When asked for his secret of longevity, he said “I never ate anything I didn’t like.”
And here I always thought it was the nightly wee dram of single-malt whiskey…
I’m not sure I would want to live to 107… I already feel bad at 66… what happened to my youth?
Speaking of, it seems you changed your picture. I like the gray hair. A physical sign to go with your wisdom.