Himself.
Very likely had a nice chuckle over a premature obit.
All things said, if I'm still able to stand at attention while a wack of folks roughly one quarter my age strut around and salute me at my retirement, and then manage to stumble a block or two to the car when I'm 96, I'll be laughing at the morons that slip up and publish my obit early. 96, and still mobile. Mind, my maternal grandpa was lugging groceries home for his next door neighbour in a 94F heatwave in Colulmbus OH when he kicked off.....
(Canadian, and I rather like our monarchical ties, in the form we keep them).
Biting the hand that feeds IT
