I'll be 60 in January 2008.
True story, to renew my second class medical the FAA insisted that I get a stress test. I'm still an active CFI. So I'm at the last part of the test where the heart rate really takes a beating. They got like a crash cart standing by incase I keel over with an oxengyn tank and two nurses, one para-medic and the Cardiologist with me on this treadmill doing like 4 miles an hour up a 15% grade.
I look over at the 39 yo cardiologist sitting in the corner and I realize that he is holding his chest, turning all sorts of the color blue. He hits the floor and all kinds of hell breaks lose in this tiny room. Their pounding on his chest and shooting him full of all kinds of drugs. Must be every doctor and nurse in this pratice is in this room. Their getting ready to pull the sheet over this guys face when one of them realizes that I'm still on the treadmill running.