I will preface this column with a warning. While it may end positive, it is full of more melancholic thought than you may wish to encounter. One of my favorite movies is Meet Joe Black. There are two vintages of this movie, the oldest of which I haven’t seen. The latest Anthony Hopkins/Brad Pitt version made me weep, it reached deeply. With death as its central theme, this movie “happened” in the middle of my mid life crisis when uncertainty reigned, so why not throw in death to add to the cerebral circus in my head. For days and weeks my thoughts had to come to grips with this movie’s invasion of the end of the first half of this life. I’m trying to find a place for death.