Ted. I just
finished reading an article in today’s Wall
Street Journal entitled “The End of Retirement.” It was written by a 42
year-old columnist named John D. Stoll who concludes that “The conventional
wisdom – save enough to retire at age 65 – won’t work for the generation
starting their careers today.”
Mr. Stoll talks at length
about how long he will live and the amount of money he will need at retirement.
He has a valid argument for working as long as possible and concludes with his
personal decision to continue funding his 401(k) for 25 more years, “not so I
can stop working,” he adds, “but so that I have options.”
I retired shortly after my 64th
birthday and have not worked (for money) for three years now. Certainly no
expert on the topic of retirement, I have had dozens, maybe even hundreds of conversations
with folks from 18 to 88 in many countries on the subject of retirement. These
chats invariably begin with my describing our current lifestyle. This spurs
people to describe their retirement, or dreams, should they be younger. It is
rare for someone to say that they will never stop working. By the way, my 88
year-old friend, Herb still works as a bailiff (walker and all!).
My conclusion from my many
discussions is that most people are concerned with having plenty of money and
good health in their last quarter of life. But they don’t give enough thought
to having a reason to live.
My father, who will be 90
this August, lives in a very nice independent living apartment complex for
seniors. The residents have to be well off to afford this place. However, many
of his neighbors lead lonely, empty lives consisting of eating, watching TV,
surfing the internet and sleeping. Their health deteriorates slowly and
depression is common. Dad, who remains very active, listens to all of the grumbling
about kids who never visit and longing for spouses and friends who have passed
away. He says he has to fight being dragged down by all of the negative talk
around him.
I understand that health and money are important, but I have come to believe that for each of us, young and old, working or not, the greatest challenge is to have a purpose to our life.
A photo of me taken by my friend of 50 years and amateur photographer, George who is battling 3 forms of cancer. |
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