Bob Goldman
You can see it. You can taste it. You can sit it on your lap and tickle its toes.
Retirement! Sweet retirement!
Here’s the plan — you work hard today, so tomorrow you can play. Of course, it’s a tomorrow that can be 10, 20 or 40 years in the future, but it really doesn’t matter. Work your fingers to the bone. Sacrifice dreams, ignore friends, avoid family, go as hard and as fast as you can go until you cross the finish line at 65, at which point you skid to a stop and start living the Please log in to see the rest of this story.
