
Not Watching Time
Yesterday was one of those perfect days of early retirement. A beautiful 76-degree day, tennis in the morning with my brother, $5 matinee in the afternoon with my son, a short nap, and a delightful alfresco dinner with my wife and some good friends at the village wine bar. I drove the convertible around all day and didn’t feel hurried a bit. And, of course … Continue reading Not Watching Time