On 8/10/11, Dave Gary <davegary@me.com> wrote:
Oh, Chuck. From reading your posts I never realized that you’re quite the dreamer. Retirement? What’s that? How will it happen? On what? Face it, we’ll work until they can’t stand to look at us because we drool to much…or we’re dropping dead just for the fun of it.
Dave, you speak much wisdom. Actually, I had a good chance at retiring sometime between age 60 and 65, until my divorce. Now, it really is just a dream. Hell, just having a normal, 8 to 5 job is a dream. I'm paying the ex a monthly "spousal support" that was ordered by the judge in lieu of breaking-up my 401(k) (a legal and accounting nightmare), which has taken a nosedive in the last few days. If the judgement were made based on today's numbers, she'd be writing me a check every month. These days, I'm happy if there's a few hundred calories on my dinner plate. Retirement is as much fiction as The Lord of the Fetching Rings. No "coming into inherited money" for this working slob, descending as I do from a long, long line of white trash. Hang in there, brother! With any luck, the revolution will come in our lifetimes, and we can carry torches and shotguns to the rich houses in our own hands. C.