Larry King is ancient. He knows it. His wife certainly knows it, and so does her special friend the baseball coach. They think they got over on old Larry, but he's been taking his vitamins and working up a sweat inching up the driveway to check the mail. At this rate he'll be able to make it to the bus stop without his Depends. And once he gets on that bus, watch out.

Just look at him. This is a man on the edge. He's dressed for adventure. Just look at those big funky laces on his antique shoes. Not strictly for ornamentation, those laces can be used to rappel down the face of a mountain, or to stop a runaway train if stretched across the track. But that's not all. Look at that rugged checked shirt. It's well-equipped, with large breast pockets for carrying a tin of chew or a backup pacemaker, whatever the case may be.

The kicker, though, is in the accessories. Besides the Timex watch he's been wearing since the Eisenhower administration, there's another, more significant item on his wrist. Is it, could it be, a Kabbalah string? That would explain so much.