This is both sad and not sad new. 102 is quite the age to live to, and most people approaching that age are ready to go and hope for a peaceful death.
My mother's family is both blessed and cursed by longevity and is also seemingly immune to the mental diminishment which can mute the discomforts of age. People live into their hundreds quite regularly, and it is not always good for them. My mother died last year at the age of 93, early for her family. She was sharp as a tack mentally and still with a heart like an ox, but she was in severe discomfort and very much ready to go. She had attended the funerals of all her friends and realised that there would be none of them left to attend hers.
I was also a MAD fan as a kid, as was my wife.
But the biggest current fan I know my son. He has a collection of older mags, and, as a pre-teen, he saved up his allowance to buy the multi-CD-volume set of the entire back catalogue of the magazine to that date.