This is my maternal grandfather. He was an English professor at a college in Illinois.
He went bald, then had a detached retina. If I had taken after him any more than I have, I would have dropped dead from a heart attack 18 months ago.
Speaking of Mom, she used to live the theater life in New York. If this wasn’t her favorite song, it was one of them, sung by a young Jerry Orbach long before Law & Order.
My favorite song expressing the same sentiment is this one. I posted it 18 months ago, after not dying from a heart attack.