Have you ever actually been happy to be an older person? I mean actually overjoyed?

I got a stinking jury summons the other day, which would have meant driving to another town 30 miles away, and then just sitting around all day, waiting to see if I got picked. But the fine print on my summons included being over 65 and high blood pressure as legal excuses to be exempted. All I had to do was check yes to both items, and return the summons in the mail. I have never been so happy to be and oldster in less than stellar health. There really is a bright side to every situation?