I didn’t become a real estate agent in my mid-60s because it was something I had always dreamed of being. I’ve never been very good at Monopoly. For more than 40 years, I had been a writer and editor at national publications. I’d still be doing that, had it not been for the Internet, which decimated the print media. My original career, essentially, had been sent back to “Go.” A few years ago, I reached out to an old friend. When he was in his mid-50s, he reinvented himself by becoming a real estate agent. He’s done very well, and by now could retire comfortably. I followed in his footsteps.
From Bill Cosby to Barbra Streisand, the year’s most talked-about tabloid stories focused on celebrities we grew up with.
It’s a conceptual feature story, and not a diary. Mine run in length from 700 to 1500 words. I have been writing personal blogs for the PBS-sponsored website, Next Avenue, since its conception in early 2012. I write up to three a week.
My blogs have a perspective: How boomers, or people over the age of 50, look at life. We’re not young. We’re not old. We’re learning from our past. We’re redefining the future — what it means to stay mentally and physical active.
The material for my blogs comes from news events and cultural trends. That’s my canvas. I draw upon my life experiences and journalistic third-eye for my colors. I combine satire and serious reporting.
I put together a dozen blogs that I’ve written for Next Avenue. If you’d like to see more of them, go to my author page at nextavenue.org.