I had come to accept that when I turned 60, it would be time to begin looking over my shoulder, watching for signs of the pancreatic cancer which had taken my father, an aunt and my brother.
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Being Mortal: I am alive.
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I had come to accept that when I turned 60, it would be time to begin looking over my shoulder, watching for signs of the pancreatic cancer which had taken my father, an aunt and my brother.