When we're young, we seldom determine death unless we've recently lost someone. Thoughts of our end are disturbing. No one wants to admit that someday they will leave behind all that they have known and step into runs mystery. When I was an infant and asked my mother about death, her philosophy was. "They put you in the ground and it's over." Not much hope in a future prefer that. From this belief springs the "Eat, drink, and merry, for tomorrow we die," philosophy ...