Mary Adams Belk

Just the other day as I stooped to pick up a carton of orange juice in Kroger, I spotted a white-haired woman and smiled at her. When she smiled back, I realized that the woman was me reflected in a mirror. I went straight home and googled “insurance tables of longevity,” and they turned out to be confusing if not downright discouraging. It left me hardly knowing how to make plans for the future.

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