shinobiryu

My Granduncle is dying. He is 92 so it shouldn't be any suprise, but the way it is happening is rather dramatic.
He and his younger brother was visiting the grave of his whife on Easter Sunday. His brother walked away a little to give him some time alone by the grave. Suddenly, and with no outside influence his hip broke. He fell down and went straight into a coma. He hasn't been concious since then.
Now the doctors say they don't think he will recover.

The predictions I made about the King refusing to take it easy turned out to be true. He said that being a part-time King is out of the question. He will go on working until he drops, just like his father. I am sure of it.

Which brings us on to another old, stubborn fighter: The Pope.
Last evening CET he was still dictating letters, appointing new bishops and fiering others. This morning he was expressing his joy that so many people, and especially youth, had showed up outside his window, singing and praying for him.
Now that's a man who knows how to go out in style.