aja8888
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Scraping along to a short, but frugal retirement
Not a case of not having enough or leaving too much on the table:
I grew up in a poor, but hard working family. Dad was a coal miner in PA until the mines shut down and he went in the Navy. I was an infant at the time and was living with Mom in a coal company house with grandma.
After he returned, we moved to CT as he found a job in a record factory making 78 LPs (he ran a press). Mom did not work at the time as I was small and a young sister was just born. The record factory shut down and we moved. Dad had a 3rd grade education but somehow got a decent job at a machine manufacturing plant running a large open side planer. Somehow he learned enough math in order to set up the steel castings that were to be machined.
Dad and mom had another child, my youngest sister, to qualify for entry into a housing project where rents were cheaper. We were there until Dad lost his job and somehow ended up working for the Post Office (maybe because he was a WWII combat veteran).
The only real message I got from him about the time I was entering high school was to go to a school where you can lean a trade, which I did. Connecticut had a Regional Technical High School system and I made it into one and specialized in mechanical drafting. That got me a good job right out of high school.
He retired at 62 with a small Post Office pension and he actually had bought a dilapidated three story house in Waterbury, CT, fixed it up, and rented out two floors. Between the government pension and the collected rent, they were actually doing OK. We children were on our own by then, and I had finished college (paid for by me). My sisters never went to college and married into similar situations. Both worked low paying jobs.
Dad got sick and passed away three years later and really did not have much retirement. Mom had a stroke about that time and moved in with one sister, Mom having to quit her low paying job. We kids sold the old house and gave the proceeds, about $25,000, to Sis to take care of Mom, which she did for 10 more years.
Neither of my parents had great lives or had a retirement of leisure. Of course, the funds weren't there and Dad had done all he could to raise us kids and give us the gift of LBYM and a solid work ethic. I fully believe the work ethic passed along to me from my parents has been instilled in my daughter as she has those same qualities.
Not a case of not having enough or leaving too much on the table:
I grew up in a poor, but hard working family. Dad was a coal miner in PA until the mines shut down and he went in the Navy. I was an infant at the time and was living with Mom in a coal company house with grandma.
After he returned, we moved to CT as he found a job in a record factory making 78 LPs (he ran a press). Mom did not work at the time as I was small and a young sister was just born. The record factory shut down and we moved. Dad had a 3rd grade education but somehow got a decent job at a machine manufacturing plant running a large open side planer. Somehow he learned enough math in order to set up the steel castings that were to be machined.
Dad and mom had another child, my youngest sister, to qualify for entry into a housing project where rents were cheaper. We were there until Dad lost his job and somehow ended up working for the Post Office (maybe because he was a WWII combat veteran).
The only real message I got from him about the time I was entering high school was to go to a school where you can lean a trade, which I did. Connecticut had a Regional Technical High School system and I made it into one and specialized in mechanical drafting. That got me a good job right out of high school.
He retired at 62 with a small Post Office pension and he actually had bought a dilapidated three story house in Waterbury, CT, fixed it up, and rented out two floors. Between the government pension and the collected rent, they were actually doing OK. We children were on our own by then, and I had finished college (paid for by me). My sisters never went to college and married into similar situations. Both worked low paying jobs.
Dad got sick and passed away three years later and really did not have much retirement. Mom had a stroke about that time and moved in with one sister, Mom having to quit her low paying job. We kids sold the old house and gave the proceeds, about $25,000, to Sis to take care of Mom, which she did for 10 more years.
Neither of my parents had great lives or had a retirement of leisure. Of course, the funds weren't there and Dad had done all he could to raise us kids and give us the gift of LBYM and a solid work ethic. I fully believe the work ethic passed along to me from my parents has been instilled in my daughter as she has those same qualities.