A Never-Say-Die Investment

The people selling cryonics want you to live forever. How? By freezing your brain in liquid nitrogen, of course.

Maurer, a former schoolteacher from Queens whose first wife left him ten years ago, has spent the last decade in search of another fountain of youth, young women. After years of frustration working the South Florida singles scene, he found his young bride during a wife-hunting expedition to the Philippines. He realizes he may not be around to see his daughter reach puberty but dreams of someday returning from death to watch her reach old age.

Maurer's enthusiasm for cryonics has not been contagious. His ads have brought numerous crank calls but only two interested parties, one of whom was an HIV-positive man without life insurance or any other means of paying for the procedure. "I didn't expect to get much of a response," he says. "People still think it's a crazy idea."

Even his best friend, a former pro-basketball player named Danny Finn, finds the whole idea a little unsettling. "I told him I wasn't really interested," says Finn. "Let's say you do come back. You wouldn't know a soul. You have an old body in a new world, what's the point? You have to think you are awfully special if you think you deserve to be around that long."

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