I don't know if this would make a good different thread, or if the discussion will be short enough to kinda get everyone's input. I was thinking about James Earl Jones, tonight, dying at age 93. To me, the guy not only had a full life, but even more.
I've always kinda viewed death in several categories, by age:
0-30 - Absolutely tragic. The more tragic the earlier it happened.
40-55 - Horrible. Possibly left young children. Not there for college expenses.
56-65 - You got jobbed. Paid in all those years, and SS doesn't even give your spouse $250.
65-78 - You can complain to management about your genetics, but that's about it. You were either low mileage, and garage kept, or a 35k a mile/year commuter that hit the salvage yard in an eighth of the time.
78-86 - You made it. Relish every day.
86-99 - Do you need more relish?
100-100+ - What did you do to have been cursed enough to have to walk this Earth so long.
CHIEF