Today Glen Campbell died. Essentially he was old, his body and mind so tired. So he just died.

People these days have all these weird and wonderful names for illnesses and conditions we once called “old age”. When I was young we’d say, so and so old grannie was getting old and will fall off her perch soon. Or, old grandpops over there sits on the balcony in his rocking chair all day talking to his invisible mates from the war. Now people, especially psychologists, love to invent hundreds of labels for those who lose their marbles or talk to their old mates who they once loved and miss so bad.