Time to do a little catchin’ up for my readers.
When Sheryl and I moved out of Wildomar in December 2013 , moving to nearby Hemet, the move was a part of my economic strategy to seriously reduce my monthly “nut, “which was based on owning a “stick built” home, including a mortgage which sadly limited the value of the net equity in the house. Since my age and physical health was not going to permit me to return to my “pre-stroke,” well-paid career as an insurance claims investigator/adjuster, I needed to re-evaluate my economic status and base it on my current economic realities.
By cutting back on my monthly disbursements and selling my house, it ultimately provided, after selling expenses, some cash equity, I was able to payoff every one of my financial obligations and purchase, for all cash, a lovely, modern mobile home in one of the more attractive senior (55+) gated retirement parks in Hemet. In this arrangement, my modest space rent includes the price of trash service as well as our water and sewer service. ( I no longer have to grit my teeth writing a check to the C R &R and EVMWD monopolies for their overpriced services!)
Last year, an opportunity to work from my home office on a full-time basis, arose from my industry connections to a long-time friend and colleague who is a claims manager for a commercial liability insurance company, who wanted to tap into my experience in Litigation Management in the Construction Defect field. Apparently “millennials” are not entering the insurance claims field, making older guys like me desirable to hire on a short-term basis. A projected 90 day “gig” lasted more than six months, which permitted me to purchase a late model Toyota Camry.
I enjoyed writing a personal check for the entire amount of the car before driving it off the sales lot.
On a couple of personal notes, my 93-year-old mother recently passed away after a brief illness. Apparently, she was unable to to overcome her grief over the passing of my older sister, who passed away in January at at the age of 73, succumbing to a long illness.
I recently finished my personal memoir, which recounts my experiences serving in Vietnam in 1968- 69. The motivation to write a memoir came from a request by my 10-year-old grandson, who is fascinated by the fact that his grandfather was “in the war.” Once I have completed some necessary editing and polishing, I intend to self-publish it on Amazon, making it available to others, who may be interested, as a part of the historic tapestry that any veteran could and should prepare for his family and friends. I would encourage any veteran, of any age or era, to write his or her own personal memoir, thus contributing to that tapestry.
When it is published and available online, I will provide the details on how to obtain a copy of it, if you so desire. I will probably include some portions of it in a future article within the pages of Wildomar Magazine, as I’ve done in the past.
Since that writing task is now mostly complete, I can return to occasionally offering my insights and thoughts on the happenings in Wildomar. Prior to publishing Wildomar Magazine, I was an active participant in the publishing of Elsinore Magazine, even though I did not live in Lake Elsinore, so that complaint will fall on my deaf ears.
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