Excellent. My memory - or at least my ability to recall where I saved important documents or thoughts [this is compounded because my 500 gig hard drive crashed and I had to replace it with a 180 gig]. The real crucifixion ocurred when I turned 69. Coincidentally this was also when I started writing on Medium. If you haven't reached that stage yet I beseech you to ignore it when it hits. You can't miss it. Not only has the brain seized up but the knees, legs, and feet are also (the neck and upper back join in this chorus if I have been banging these keys for a 12-hour shift. As we grunts were known to join the chorus during the Vietnam War "Keep on Keepin' On.