A Glidepath of/for Life
I’ve been getting a lot of … comments … of late about my version of “retirement.” I heard it both a couple of weeks back speaking at an event sponsored by The Standard—and again last week at the NAPA DC Fly-In Forum—that I was setting a poor example for retirement aspirations (all good-natured, and generally followed by a quick comment that they were glad to see me nonetheless). So much for long walks on the beach or reading in a rocking chair, I suppose. But it’s my first “go” at retirement, after all—no practice rounds (even my vacations over the years have been a bit “busy”) beyond the “space” provided by COVID’s lockdowns. That said, my days are definitely different now. And, though it’s perhaps not apparent from the content I (still) produce in any given week (blame the plaintiffs’ bar—if they’d quit suing, I’d have less to write about), I’m pleased to report that I’m (beginning) to ease into new daily patterns; (more) time on the treadmill, actually reading boo...