I envy those who make plans and keep them after retirement. They deserve a lot of respect.
They say they’re going to redecorate the house, travel the globe, live at the beach, play golf whenever, go wherever and do whatever they want to do. And most of them seem to live out their dreams.
But what about the rest of us who just drop out of the business world and want to do nothing but exist?
We don’t want the aggravation of workers in the house unless it’s really necessary and often it is.
We’ve traveled some and said we’d go more, but now thoughts of all that packing and unpacking make us want to stay home and keep our clothes within reach.
Thoughts of driving for hours in this heat for sand, salt water, bad food and another mattress could keep me awake at nights.
Visions of chasing a ball or hearing the roar of engines make me head to the corner recliner with lots of reading material.
I am not and never was sports-minded. Don’t even understand most of it. Well, I know that a football has pointed ends and a basketball is big and round and that you putt the golf ball over the grass, but that’s about my limit.
Years ago at the newspaper, I remember one time our sports editor, the late Smack Procter, had some health issues and had to skip work for a couple of weeks.
One day I happened to be the only one in the newsroom when a coach called in his team’s report. I had to tell him I knew not what he would try to tell me, but if he talked and I typed, then I would read it back to see if it sounded right.
He was a real gent and said he liked what I was doing. I was never afraid to ask questions and that was to my advantage at the newspaper. Even though we dealt with a lot of know-it-alls, I soon learned that few really did.
We’re all in this together. And when I reached the point that I knew I knew some things that others didn’t know, I was at home on the job.
It was a good place to work. I made lots of friends, a few enemies and never missed a paycheck.
Kathryn Yarbro is former managing editor of the Lincoln Times-News.