[slow&rusty]

My old boss recently passed away at 68 with brain cancer, he had retired at 65 or 66.

He never got to enjoy life after working in Corporate for his entire career.

As he got older, he was getting more and more disgruntled to the point where being around him was uncomfortable. He lived simply in a small house close to the office to avoid a long commute and drove the same old Pontiac. He was divorced (but had a strange live-in girlfriend), had no hobbies (not even cutting the grass) and would sit Infront of the TV most of the weekend watching sports to pass the time.

It was a shame as I certainly enjoyed working together for many years, he was such a great mentor as well.

I am now in my mid-50s now. I am glad that I ride my bike 70-miles every weekend. Maintain my yard, get up on the roof clean the gutters, trim the trees and I have several older cars that keep my busy which I enjoy. For decades I would do lots of car work laying on my back on the garage floor but recently installed a lift. Surprisingly I still don't mind getting on my back and crawling under the car if the job calls for it.

Little things like washing and polishing the cars on a nice day with the tunes on makes me smile and thankful to be alive. My wife is very good at being our social director and plans a few fun vacations every year, it's always great to put pencils down and see the world.