Gift of Thrift
As a baby boomer I am blessed to have enough savings to retire. Looking at my golden years I hope to make a silk purse out of a sow's ear. How can I leave something that adds or benefits? Regardless of the fate of we humans planting seeds for the future is my wish. Are we in a comedy or tragedy of survival? Now that I am on Medicare I remember barely seeing my Dad as a child. He was working overtime with Congress to legislate this and other Social Security bills. As a young tennis player I got to travel the region. Becoming a tennis teacher in the off season I embraced preventing pollution as my salvation. To serve in tennis is the critical and all about the toss. Like toilet training it is imperative to get it in. Keeping ball in the court is the key. I even played on the Capitol Hill tennis team that my Dad helped form. In 1980, I was the D.C. and national Earth Day organizer. Six years before I wrote a high school environmental ...