My wife discovered a beautiful film, Still Mine (2013). The story’s protagonist, Craig, is an 87 year old Canadian farmer, stubbornly, curmudgeonly independent. He’s a man who loves the craft of carpentry and his family much more than he cares about rules, especially government-imposed rules. He’s a perfect right-wing conservative and, progressive though I am, I identify with his fierce need to follow his own path. The love between Craig and his wife, Irene, who is descending into dementia, is told lyrically but without sentimentality, which didn’t stop Franny and me from crying throughout. Anyone interested in thinking about aging with dignity and a depth of feeling will want to see it.