he asked God to allow him to stay young always, and to keep moving with the fast crowd, as long as his bones could take it.

God replied - "I'll give you speed and agility; high-beams from the Cooper you've saved up to buy; a dozen friends you could take your time to name Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday; a million nights where tomorrows could wait;
but ill also give you a string to tie around your finger, one day you will even forget what that string represents, one day you will even choose to ignore it, for all its worth, keep it for my sake."

he tugs at the kite...up there, He smiles.