At my age, do I really hope there is a Heaven devoid of tears, pain, and suffering? Damn right. Just don’t ask me if I think I’ll make it there. Let’s just say my life story is checkered over the years. I mean, after all, if I’m extremely lucky, I have 25 more good years left, which would peg me at 90, the same age Clint Eastwood is now (he turns 91 this May; I turn 66 in August). Willie Nelson, by the way, turns 88 next month. Go, Willie. Another major milestone for those of us who have been enjoying ...