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The Retirement Lie
Eighteen months into my “retirement,” and I’ve reached a conclusion: I’m not very good at it. I’ve barely seen a beach, and my golf game remains mediocre at best. I’ve pretty much stopped playing pickleball, and I haven’t started watching Matlock reruns or cable news. I own no linen clothes. On the plus side, I have…
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The View from Third Base
I consider myself lucky– not just four-leaf clover lucky, but crash-into-a-goldmine lucky. I hit the birth lottery and the genetic lottery and that was just the start of a five-plus decade hot streak. I was born at the right time in the right place to the right parents with the right access to food and…