The end of the line.(Traveling Willburys)

This is farewell to my reliable little car, disposed off for a larger but more economical car. My son bought me this car, when I had my hip problems. With it being a coupe type car, it had a large door, to enable easier entry, if you will pardon the expression. It still had only 41,000 miles on the clock, whereas my new to me car, posesses another 100k. If you have read this space in the past, you may remember that my preferred check-out tune, when I reach the crematorium, is "The end of the line" by The Travelling Wilburys.I consider that some might find it a little up beat, but "What the Hell"
When I was looking on-line for a suitable resting place for my little car, my ever helpful brother-in-law, Johnathon, asked me if I had ever seen the film, "Soylent Green" Indeed I had, many years ago, and found it a very enjoyable film. The idea of "total recycling" seemed a little odd at the time, and hopefully, we shall never have to adopt such draconian measures. My memory is not what it was, and I struggled to remember the name of the actor who comitted his body to the great recycler in the sky.After checking with Wikipedia, I was pleased to see that it was Edward G Robinson.For some strange reason, I thought it was Burl Ives. According to Wikipedia, it said that E.G.R. told Chuck Heston, shortly before they shot the key scene, that he was in fact, terminally ill, and chose the moment to get the most impact from the scene. I can't really say how much of that is true, or whether this was just a a piece of studio guile to "cash in" on E.G.B.s very sad demise, shortly after completing the filming. I saw this film on T.V. over 30 years ago, and can still remember some of the story. Isn't memory a fickle thing. When I resume reading last night's book, I often have to read several pages to remind myself of the story Was it ever thus.
Adios.