Let me just add... At 72, I'm slower, out of shape, and not as cocky as I was when I was younger. I didn't play we'll with others, nor did I trust anyone. But I'm a wiser man now, and find that making a friend is so much better then making an enemy.
I truly believe what I say, but I still walk softly and carry a big stick. Just in case.
Have a great day my friends.