I'm 60, my mother is 82, she says the only thing golden about her golden years, is her pee! I'm truly blessed to have a safe full of old rifles, each with wonderful memories of hunts and days gone by, you can't get that from something new, but I'm also a hopelessly optimistic rifleman. As I write this I'm having a rifle built, a 300 Wsm ,something I hope to carry thru my last 10 or so years of hunting, hopefully making more memories, after all when I'm no longer able to hunt, memories will be all I have.