I nearly died when I was 30. Made me way less optimistic about making it to 90. Now I just want to live long enough for my kids to be adults (60), everything else is just gravy.
I was in that boat. I'm 56 now, and I've already had friends taken by cancer. It seems much more like a crapshoot at this point.
I only really remember PeeWee's Playhouse on the big screen in the student union building on Saturday mornings when we were all hung over. It was a trip.