Losing a son is one of the things one never recovers from. A friend of the family lost one to a gun accident and it broke the family apart. Must be 50 years now and it still affects the mother when I see her from time to time.
We don’t change when we get old. We just worry more. 
Everybody’s true colors come out when money is involved. Age gots nothin’ to do with it.
I had a “grandfather-in-law” about whom the story was told…“How cheap was CK?” So cheap he would not buy anti-freeze for his old T Ford, and on cold Connecticut nights he kept an oil heater in barn to keep the car warm. Ended up burning down barn, and the house.
How cheap was CK…?