I also hoped to be a father. But I was never economically secure enough, which meant that I didn't know any women able to have children. I married one woman seven years older than I when I was 41. She died in 2009 and I'm now married to another woman 6 1/2 years older than me. So now, like you, I'm facing the near-certainty that no one will remember me either. I'll be 66 this August, fyi. And at least some of the time, I feel it's just as well. Because what or who am I anyway?