Yesterday, Caleb became quite obsessed with how short a life Mozart had lived. He did the math, looking carefully at the birth/death dates in the book. (Thanks, Keith!)
He couldn’t figure out why Mozart lived such a short life.
“Why didn’t he live very long?” he asked me, looking puzzled.
“I don’t know exactly, Caleb. I think he just wasn’t very healthy. And I don’t think he took very good care of himself.”
“Oh,” he said. “You mean he ate at McDonald’s a lot?”