Six months came and went. Moraitis didn\u2019t die. Instead, he reaped his garden and, feeling emboldened, cleaned up the family vineyard as well. Easing himself into the island routine, he woke up when he felt like it, worked in the vineyards until midafternoon, made himself lunch and then took a long nap. In the evenings, he often walked to the local tavern, where he played dominoes past midnight. The years passed. His health continued to improve. He added a couple of rooms to his parents\u2019 home so his children could visit. He built up the vineyard until it produced 400 gallons of wine a year. Today, three and a half decades later, he\u2019s 97 years old \u2014 according to an official document he disputes; he says he\u2019s 102 \u2014 and cancer-free. He never went through chemotherapy, took drugs or sought therapy of any sort. All he did was move home to Ikaria.<\/p>\n