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Twenty Grand,
How you doing Bert , glad I caught you in here,
Saw where you were named The Big Man of the Year,
Pretty fabulous lay out, You’ve done a wonderful job,
Don’t know how you did it ; which Bank did you rob?
Twenty lane bowling alley, the best in the State,
That Twenty Grand name , Bert, I think it’s great,
Rolling in the Dough, you could a called it you say,
No , I love Twenty Grand, it’s classier that way,
You had it in mind when you retired years ago,
We thought you were bonkers, I reckon you know,
You’re quite the man, we all love your success,
For some of us retired it’s just a down hill mess,
Doctors and pills and venture mistakes,
Too much phony travel to hit all the states,
Yeah, I’ve sure tried it and I think it was fun,
But the pleasures meant nothing when it was done,
Your retirement idea has gotta be the best,
Keep pitching hard and bring joy to the rest ,
So what’s up now, that you’ve hit the top,
Is it finally time for ol’Bertram to stop?
He said Tom, I truly hope from my life you can see,
Retirement ain’t really what it’s thought to be,
My son in law and daughter were begging me in tears,
To give them the business and enjoy my golden years,
My tender hearted daughter, convinced me to quit ,
Said my heart was getting bad, it’s time for me to sit,
Last year I was the respected eighty year old Manager of the Great Twenty Grand
Today I am nothing, just a lonesome and rejected, eighty year old man!
Note:
Bert was my engineering mentor and many accolades we won,
But retirement despair killed him, he never saw eighty one.
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But the pleasures meant nothing when it was done,” shows plenty of wisdom in writing what you know. Reading your writing is like going on a ride to a place with lots of newness for me. Thanks ~~ djl
But once they do retire, something in them finds retirement boring and aggravating. They die soon after.
On the other hand, trucking was killing my father (the food, the sitting, the boredom, the cold and the hot), so he retired at 62. Golfed and bowled in 20 Lane bowling alleys in South Texas in the winters and spent time on the lake in northern Wisconsin in the summers. Twenty years of relaxation and enjoyment of the warm day until his early ailments caught up with him and he had to hang it up at 85.
Ron
My response to your last true story mentioned Orson Welles's "Citizen Kane" and Elia Kazan's "Viva Zapata". The point is, if either of the two geniuses decided to tell their stories in chronological order without resorting to flashbacks or foreshadowing events to come (apart from other tricks of the trade), such as the "role" of the "rosebud" in Citizen Kane or the metaphor of the "White Horse" in Viva Zapata, we would have been forced to acknowledge merely the passing of historical events. Whatever happened to your artful pen amply evident in your satirical poems??? Every good wish. Wignesan
Two employees at my work that knew of were in their 60s, good enough age and beyond for retirement, (in Canadian government you can retire at 55 of age) could have taken packages to retire, but both wanted to work for one more year. They both couldn't make it out the door. Both suffered heart attack on the job and died.
Sandie