Big Issue Letter of the Fortnight

There is something confronting about retiring (issue 377). My parents retired relatively early, he was 61, she was 51. It all went wrong when my mother got cancer and died aged 60. It seemed like they had only just begun to enjoy their new life and it was cut short. There is a lust to be done with the grind of work. But when I hear this I see people who have lost their imagination. To learn, discover and contribute. Sure slow down a bit. But to just stop - is the kiss of death. Thanks Alan Atwood for bringing this issue into the now. As a baby boomer I know it is what is expected of me. But I plan to grow old and cranky in the workforce(!)